"Fellow Taoist Gu Yue is laughing." Thinking of the people next to him, Dong Wu looked happy and quickly turned sideways and said with a warm smile, "Can you please go to the main hall and tell me about the ten-layered sword formation mentioned in your letter? "
"Of course!" Gu Yue didn't refuse when she arrived, and followed with a smile. After a while, she paused again, turned around and walked back, pulling Shen Ying to follow her again. If you don't keep an eye on this guy, you will lose him!
"This is..." Dong Wu seemed to have noticed Shen Ying now. Wasn't he a disciple who wanted to practice?
"My daughter...ah, my junior sister, Shen Ying." Gu Yue quickly changed her words.
"Oh, Fellow Daoist Shen, come...inside and invite me!"
So the three of them walked towards the Shengtian Sect Hall together.
Lou Hong, who was left behind: "..."
Suddenly, he felt that there was no need for the leader of Wuwang Sect. Forget it, he might as well go home and count the spiritual stones.
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There were not many people in Wuwang who came into the secret realm this time, only about thirty people in total. Lou Hong divided them into two groups early in the morning, one group was led by Lou Tao, and the other was led by Yi Qing.
Yiqing has a cold temperament and doesn't like to talk, but maybe it's because he was too fierce in the sword formation in the sect. He became a familiar face among his disciples, and gave people the illusion that he was unattainable. There is no disciple who is dissatisfied with him. Basically, he can control everyone with just one look. In addition, most of the team are swordsmen. What swordsmen practice is the understanding of kendo, and the most important thing in practicing kendo is actual combat. Summary In one sentence - just do it!
Therefore, compared to each faction, they had to pay attention to various spiritual plants or weapon training materials along the way, and tried their best to deliberately avoid the monsters along the way. They and their group came here for the monsters, not only did they not have to avoid them, He also looked for people's nests everywhere and headed straight towards the depths of the secret realm.
I don’t know if it was bad luck, but they encountered several monsters along the way, all of which were second and third levels. They did not see any higher levels. Second and third level monsters were equivalent to the Qi training period, and they were not able to do anything at all to them. No challenge.
It was not until three days later that they encountered a fifth-level monster. Everyone looked happy, and they set up a formation and started fighting. It took a few people nearly three hours to capture the monster. And everyone His spiritual power was also exhausted, and except for Yi Qing, no one else could move.
Yiqing looked at everyone, then walked towards the dead monster with his sword. He waved the sword in his hand, and a sword light flashed, and he took out the monster pill from the monster's belly. He looked down and suddenly He raised his head and asked, "Who is Binglinggen?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then a disciple raised his hand in confusion, "I have ice spiritual roots, but they are wood and ice dual spiritual roots."
"Oh." Yi Qing responded and threw the demon pill in his hand over, "Take it."
"Ah! Ah?" The disciple was stunned and caught it reflexively, "Give...give it to me?" Some people couldn't react. This is a demon pill, and it belongs to a fifth-level monster! Is he giving it to someone like this? Although everyone worked together just now, everyone could see that the only one who really contributed was the junior uncle. If he hadn't been here, they probably wouldn't have been able to take down this monster.
Everyone also looked at a loss. Looking back carefully, they thought that no matter what kind of monster they encountered along the way, although the junior uncle rarely took action and just looked after them, he never seemed to take anything.
This is too... too selfless.
Everyone's hearts suddenly warmed up and they were filled with emotion. Just as they were about to say something, a huge roar of a monster suddenly came. The trees in front of them rumbled and fell, and even the ground shook.
A giant beast that was three people tall appeared in front of everyone. It looked like a cow, but it had scales all over its body. It had two rows of sharp horns on its head. It had nine tails waving from its back and four hooves stepping on cracking flames.
He let out a loud roar at everyone, and a scorching breath suddenly hit his face, as if it was going to burn everything around him.
"It's the Flame Hoof Beast!" A disciple exclaimed, and everyone's faces turned pale.
"Oh my God, this is a sixth-level monster, equivalent to the golden elixir period!"
"No matter what, we can't defeat him."
"We have no strength anymore. Junior uncle, hurry up..."
Before everyone could finish speaking, a sudden rain of swords fell down. In an instant, the three-person-tall giant beast was inserted into a sieve and fell to the ground with a roar, making no sound.
Disciples: "..."
"What are you talking about?" Yi Qing turned around.
"No...nothing?"
"Oh." Yiqing turned around and struck out with his sword again, directly slicing open the monster's belly, took out a red bead, and continued to ask, "Who is the Fire Spirit Root?"
"...I...I am."
"Take it!" As he said that, he threw the demon pill over again, then turned around and held the sword... he squatted down and cut the flesh on the beast corpse.
Disciples: "..."
etc!
Did they read it correctly? The young master uncle was... cutting the flesh of the monster beast!
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Whether it is training elixirs or weapons, the flesh of monster beasts is of no use to monks. Why does the young master cut off the flesh?
Is it because I gave up all the demon pills to them and was afraid that they would feel guilty, so I cut some useless animal meat and pretended to get something?
All the disciples looked at each other, with tears in each other's eyes. It was so...so touching that they were lucky enough to have such an uncle.
"Uncle Junior!" The disciple who just took the fire attribute demon pill gritted his teeth and handed the demon pill back and said, "I actually... have no use for this demon pill."
"And me!" The disciple who had just received the ice attribute demon pill also said, "I don't need it either."
So, little uncle, it’s better to keep it to yourself and don’t patronize us.
Yi Qing finally raised his head and glanced at the moved people. He was stunned for a moment before replying, "Oh, then throw it away!"
Disciple 1: "..."
Disciple 2: "..."
Disciples: "..."
Yiqing didn't even notice the confused expressions on everyone's faces, so he stuffed the cut meat into a storage bag, turned around and said, "Let's go!" After that, he continued towards the depths of the secret realm.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion for a while, and then had no choice but to follow them. They were even more moved in their hearts. The young master uncle must not have taken back the demon pill because he didn't want to embarrass them.
So the same situation happened again and again in the next few days.
A fifth-level monster was slaughtered...Yi Qing was cutting the flesh.
A sixth-level monster was destroyed...Yi Qing was still cutting the flesh.
He leapfrogged and killed a seventh-level monster... Yiqing was still cutting the flesh.
Encountering an eighth-level monster... Yiqing finally cut off a piece of meat and ran away with them.
Disciples: "..."
Why does it feel like the young master didn't come here to practice, but came in to find ingredients? No, no, no, this must be their illusion.