"Brother Shangpin, how are you? Are you in the top three? Haha!" Wen Yi found that Shangpin was also in the corner not far away and hurried over.
"Well, this is your reward of one thousand spirit stones." Even if Wen Yi loses, he still gets a reward. One thousand spirit stones is a lot, and for Wen Yi, lice are full of flesh.
"Brother Shangpin, where is your hundred-year elixir? How about I trade it with you forty-percent elixir?" Wen Yi is still thinking about the hundred-year elixir. Ever since he was taken care of by the Delei family, Wen Yi has tried to be as careful and prudent as possible.
The century-old elixir is the key to saving your life.
Of course, the ghost mouse Qiqi Ge also needs this thing.
"Okay!" Shangpin was very happy. To be honest, to him, the greatest value of the century-old elixir was to exchange for spiritual stones. Of course, the greatest value was to be able to exchange for Wen Yi's elixir.
"Four 40% elixirs!" Wen Yi also estimated the value ratio of the two types. His own 40% elixir was definitely six to seven hundred spirit stones, and the hundred-year elixir was almost two thousand or more spirit stones.
"make a deal!"
Both parties were happy with the transaction. The only regret was that Wen Yi was out of elixirs.
Wen Yi knew that for low-level warrior monks, the golden period of training is only a short time. Generally speaking, if you don't break through the martial arts before the age of forty, you have basically no hope.
Forty years old! It seems to be still early, but Wen Yi has already felt that since he advanced to the late warrior, even if he uses alchemy to practice, the progress of his cultivation is extremely slow, completely lacking the magic of the early warrior and the middle warrior.
The speed of cultivation has increased.
Once the warrior enters the later stage, the divisions become much more detailed. From the analysis of combat power level, Wen Yi does not even have three thousand one now. When your combat power level reaches three thousand nine, you will be the Samurai Great Perfection and have impact.
Opportunities for martial artist bottlenecks.
Wen Yi himself is almost thirteen years old. If he improves by one thousand in three years, his chances are really slim. It is said that it is difficult to advance to become a martial artist. Now that he has advanced to a late warrior, Wen Yi has experienced the difficulty of training.
Is the effect of the alchemy energy on his cultivation reduced? Wen Yi knew that maybe he had become resistant to a certain type of alchemy energy, making it difficult for him to have strong stimulation. Perhaps, by changing the formula, the alchemy energy would be restored again.
It has a miraculous effect.
"Shangpin, are we considered disciples of Shaoyang Martial Arts Center now?" Wen Yi asked. He was already in the top ten, and his results seemed to be pretty good. Because he was deep in thought, he didn't pay attention.
Has your number plate also been taken off?
"Well, only three of the thirty-three casual cultivators failed the test, and the rest have been admitted to the Shaoyang Martial Arts Center." Shang Pin said.
"This... when can I go to Shaoyang Martial Arts Dojo?" Wen Yi is now thinking about refining elixirs. At least, Shaoyang Martial Arts Dojo should have its own commonly used elixir recipe.
Once Danfang's own cultivation speed is changed... there will be an answer.
Of course, Wen Yi doesn't have anything valuable on him. The so-called money in his pocket means he won't panic. Lingshi! By the way, he also bet two thousand spirit stones in the gambling shop. Hey! Greedy,
It would have been better if I had bet on the top ten, but now I have lost all my money.
"Don't wait for you." A clear and sweet voice came, it was Meng Li.
"That's fine, we all have company when we go together." Wen Yi didn't object, "It's just that, Meng Li, we are casual cultivators and we have many enemies. Don't get involved and you will be in trouble."
Shang Pin also nodded. He killed Hun Qiu, the young master of the Tie Yu family, and caused more trouble than Wen Yi.
"It's good to be in trouble, haha!" Meng Li said with a smile. This little girl is really looking for excitement. Of course, she has a relatively good background, so she shouldn't be in any big trouble.
There is no such stop in Mingla City on Wen Yi's map. I don't know why. Maybe the map in my hand is out of date.
"Let's go, just take this road, go straight to the royal capital of Shaoyang City." Meng Li got on her horse and rushed out first.
I hope there won't be any trouble. Even though it is a so-called official way with a lot of people coming and going, the big families in this world don't follow the rules at all when killing people, so why do they care about the impact? In Langfang City, the Delei family doesn't
Blatantly killing his own family members in broad daylight?
I have been delayed in Mingla City for more than two days, I hope not...
In addition to Meng Li's unusual excitement along the way, Wen Yi and Shang Pin were also a little worried. Wen Yi and Shang Pin were a bit of a limelight in Mingla City and could easily attract the attention of others.
"Boom!" Shangpin, who was running at the end of the three men, was knocked to the ground by a roar, and even the tall black-legged horse fell to the ground and foamed.
It's over! The spirit boat in the sky proves that the person who is chasing him is a martial artist. The powerful pressure makes it impossible for the warrior to resist.
There was a huge level difference, and there was nothing he could do except wait for death. Wen Yi felt desolate in his heart.
"Who are you? How dare you touch my friend? Humph!" Meng Li turned the horse's head and looked coldly at the old martial artist on the spirit boat.
"This kid killed my grandson Hun Qiu. Shouldn't I seek revenge on him? Or, do you want to meddle in other people's family affairs? Little girl, there are some things that you can't get involved in." The old man is Hun Qiu's grandfather, a member of the Tieyu family.
The Third Elder Beidang Laogui, a powerful martial artist who cannot be blasphemed, must not be blasphemed. He probably saw Meng Li’s background, so he reluctantly talked nonsense with Meng Li.
"Boom!" Beidang's flying sword was directly blocked by Meng Li's second-level magic talisman. Even so, the magic talisman was already crumbling. The Dzogchen martial artist's full blow was not something ordinary martial artists could compare with.
"Shangpin! Take advantage of the opportunity and leave quickly." Wen Yi said to Shangpin on the ground.
"Oh..." Shangpin was really obedient and disappeared into the vast jungle on the north side of the official road.
"Stop!" A spirit boat approached quickly, and a flying sword blocked Old Ghost Beidang's flying sword. The broken second-level talisman was also completely scrapped.
"Father!" Meng Li finally saw her savior. She really understood how powerful the martial artist was. In just a minute or two, her treasured second-level talisman at the bottom of the box was destroyed.
"You kid, are you allowed to participate in martial arts matters? Why don't you back down?" Although the middle-aged man was stern, he had a kind face.
"Brother, if you want to chase me, just hurry up. I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up in a while, haha! What? You don't care about a child, do you?" The middle-aged man looked at the old ghost Beidang with a smile.
"Hmph! For the sake of fellow Taoist, I won't care about it today. Your daughter should just take care of herself." Old Ghost Beidang put away his long sword helplessly, and the spirit boat rushed towards the jungle in the distance.
As he left, he gave Wen Yi a fierce look.
Shang Pin has already gone into the forest. It is really troublesome for Bei Dang to find Shang Pin in the vast jungle. The spiritual consciousness of a martial artist is also limited. The trees in this world are often hundreds of meters high. It is also difficult to find him on the spirit boat.
Observe the conditions of the jungle.
Of course, the speed of this spirit boat is really too fast. Even the black-legged Ma Tianyu with its reverse scales raised cannot outrun the spirit boat. They are not on the same level, so there is really no comparison.
"Mengli, you should follow your father and leave. I have to go into the woods too, haha!" Now that the old ghost Beidang of the Tieyu family has caught up with him, I am afraid that the Delei family will soon follow. The official saying is
Can't go any further.
"How about we go together on the spirit boat." Meng Li pointed to her father's spirit boat and said.
"Don't worry, once you enter the jungle, you will be much safer. Thank you for your kindness, and thank you to this senior. Wen Yi bids farewell!" This girl is quite good, and Wen Yi no longer conceals his name.
Wen Yi went against the grain and rushed into the jungle south of the official road.
"Father!" Meng Li looked at the middle-aged man anxiously.
"What he said is right, Mengli. The jungle is dense and tall, and martial arts masters are hard to find, so that's all we can do. A family like ours can't easily interfere with things here. If you can escape with your life, just
It depends on their luck." The middle-aged man said helplessly.
"Fellow Taoist, has you ever seen the child in the portrait?" Before he finished speaking, a spiritual boat came close to him, and the huge portrait looked like Wen Yi.
"Do you think I have an obligation to answer your question?" Meng Li's father was suffocating in his heart, and a little junior martial artist also came to cause trouble?
"You..." The person on the spirit boat was Dapi, the second elder of the Delei family. No one knew where Wen Yi had gone. The three elders of the Delei family could only try their luck everywhere. Unexpectedly, they asked someone to try.
A gray nose.
"Boom!" Meng Li's father flew out a long sword. With a powerful roar, the second elder's spirit boat was overturned and fell to the ground.
"Get out of here! I'll get angry when I see you." Meng Li's father didn't look down on the second elder of the Delei family who was a martial artist.
"You...I'm leaving! Let's go right away." Poor Comrade Dapi flipped over his own spiritual boat, and he was finished. This guy was really ruthless, and he destroyed his precious spiritual boat in one go.
The majestic martial artist could only walk as fast as flying... and ran to the meeting.
"Mengli, I can only help him so much."
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"hehe!"
"Qiqige, why are you laughing? You're so stupid." Not long after I rushed into the jungle, the laughter of the ghost rat Qiqige came from the space lock.
"Little bastard! I didn't waste a precious hundred-year-old elixir leaf just because of you." Qiqi Ge, the ghost mouse, said with some sadness, "The martial artist from the Delei family who was chasing you was disabled by Mengli's father.
Zhou, run back. Boy, your luck is really good. If you go a little further, you will meet that guy."
"Going back?" What Wen Yi was worried about still happened, but Meng Li's father unexpectedly helped him a lot. Of course, Wen Yi also knew that if he hadn't been Meng Li's friend, others would have been too lazy to care about him.
In any case, he had done a big favor, which might not be a big deal to a powerful martial artist like Meng Li's father, but to Wen Yi, who had just received the powerful pressure from the martial artist, it was a lifesaver.
of straw.
"Tian Yu, run as fast as you can." Wen Yi didn't think he was safe. Maybe the old man from the Tieyu family would come back to hunt him down.
The black-footed horse Tianyu is short in stature, so it is suitable for running in the jungle. Although the tall trees hinder its speed, it can still run much faster than ordinary monsters.