Time flies by, and the psychedelic forest continues to interpret its jungle law of the jungle. Fighting and devouring are being staged every day, new monster kings are being born, and many mercenary troops are shuttled through many dangerous situations and
In a land of confusion, people earn the capital to survive through killing and exploring, interpreting the tragedy of wild nature.
Deep in the vast and boundless forest, a surging river passes through. The rolling waves, surging river water, and majestic peaks on both sides create a magnificent landscape scene.
Tang Yan sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, concentrating on refining two pieces of spirit source liquid. Thin blood-colored mist lingered around him. The hideous wounds all over his body were healing quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was an evil aura that seemed to be invisible.
It was diffuse around the closed right eye, as if there was some resentful soul trying to escape.
After nearly fifty days of bloody fighting, a total of seventy third-level monsters and five fourth-level monsters were hunted and killed. The power of the spiritual source fluid was fully demonstrated. Elinda ten days ago
Breaking through to the second level Wuzong in one fell swoop and successfully consolidating it.
Tang Yan refined and absorbed sixty of the seventy drops of the third-level spiritual source liquid obtained from the hunt, which is equivalent to swallowing sixty third-level monsters. This huge amount of spiritual power is enough to reach the peak of martial spirit.
However, Tang Yan's current strength is only consolidated at the second-level martial spirit, which he just broke through half a month ago.
What Tang Yan wants is not a simple strength level, but real strength! I hope to lay a solid foundation in this most basic stage of martial arts!
During this fifty-day training, Tang Yan fought every day and suffered serious injuries every day. Most of the spiritual power in the spiritual source fluid was used to nourish the injuries and refine the muscles, so that Tang Yan is now
His body is almost perfect and contains strong explosive power.
In Tang Yan's words, he wants to temper every cell and completely turn his body into a killing weapon!
Fifty days and sixty level three monster spirit source liquids, he succeeded!
In the nearly two months of experience, the biggest gains were undoubtedly the Eye of Annihilation and the Blood Mist of Life. Most of the spiritual power in the sixty spiritual source fluids was used to temper the body, but the essence of life and the essence of resentment in it were
The Qi was not wasted, nourishing the Qi Sea and the right eye respectively, so that the life blood mist began to show obvious signs of compression, the vague blood baby mist was about to take shape, and the seven acupuncture points of the right eye imprisoned a total of eighty monsters.
The strongest resentment of the beast.
Of course, the Fierce Flame Technique, which never gave up, finally completed the first step, and successfully slashed out two Flaming Knives within two seconds. The operation of the spiritual power was perfectly coordinated, indicating the initial formation of the 'Double Flaming Strike'!
!
Elinda stood not far away, looking absently at the young man wearing only shorts on the edge of the cliff. In these short two months, she almost witnessed his growth and saw his sleepless spirit.
After crazy training, I saw the desperate fight that ignored life and death, and I also saw that through constant self-destruction, he forged his fair and tender body into the steel-like state it is today.
The only regret is that the secret of green fire has not yet been fully understood. No matter what it touches, it will be burned and refined on its own.
It's like a young animal growing stronger step by step in a cruel baptism.
Aelinda often lost her mind like this, wondering what happened to the young master of the Tang family, and why he suddenly changed his ways, and why he changed so thoroughly that she often suspected that this was not Tang Yan at all, but someone else.
of a person!
Whether it was the terrifying recovery ability, endless energy, or the strangeness of the cyan flames, they all made her feel surprised and inexplicable. In addition, the evil power of the Eye of Nirvana made her feel frightened. It was really hard to imagine this evil martial skill.
What a terrifying impact it will unleash when it truly matures!
Sometimes just thinking about it, Alinda would feel the slightest chill, because... Tang Yan's playful and playful appearance had a crazy and cruel heart to kill. She could see this clearly!
"Don't look at me, someone is coming." Tang Yan stared at the other side of the cliff, stood up and took two steps back, quickly retreated into the lush forest behind him, and hid deep in a relatively cluttered canopy.
"Are they the pursuers of the palace?" Elinda hid and pushed aside the branches and leaves to look at the other side of the cliff.
In the middle of the chaotic and dense woods, a man in gray clothes rushed from the depths, like a light bird flying unhindered in the chaotic environment, with an astonishing speed.
Soon, Bai Ying stopped on the opposite cliff and finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.
A young monk wearing coarse linen clothes, with a fair complexion and a plump and round body. The large monk's robe may not fit well, and it looks like a wrinkled white meatball when covering his already short and round body.
It is really unimaginable that the light and agile figure just now could be such a magical and foreign object like a visitor from outside the world.
Tang Yan and Alinda looked a little stunned.
The young monk was dragging the black alms bowl with his left hand. There seemed to be something magical inside, exuding crystal brilliance and not looking like a mortal object. He kept pinching it with his left hand, sometimes murmuring to himself, sometimes frowning and thinking, like
Calculating something, looking for something.
After a moment, the young monk's almost invisible eyes lit up slightly, and he looked straight at an ancient tree on the other side of the cliff, where Tang Yan and Elinda were hiding. His chubby face
He showed an honest smile and waved his hand across the cliff dozens of meters away.
"Uh... he's greeting us?"
"Did he see us?"
Tang Yan and Alinda looked at each other, feeling a little weird.
Aelinda was even more surprised: "Why are there monks here? The Zhou Empire has never wanted to see them."
"The emperor of the Zhou Empire hates monks?"
"That's not true. Bald monks basically exist in the central area of the continent. They have always preached peace, which is completely opposite to the martial arts hegemony promoted by the major empires. The Great Zhou Empire was deep in the wilderness and fought for years. It respected martial arts and killing the most.
Seriously, I naturally don’t like these monks.”
"Eh? Oops? Damn it!!" Tang Yan suddenly stared straight ahead, his eyes almost popping out of his head.
The little fat monk actually... actually flew... He threw out several branches one after another, and then stepped on them so lightly, flying through the air on the branches, and easily crossed the cliff of more than 20 meters.
!
If it happened to a beautiful woman or an elegant scholar, this scene would be absolutely pleasing to the eye, but if it happened to a fat monk, it was so nondescript now, like a large meatball thrown through the air.
Aelinda was also a little stunned and opened her mouth in surprise.
The little fat monk landed on the cliff very lightly, with waves of fat under his linen robe. He straightened his clothes a little, put on a more honest smile, and walked towards Tang Yan's hiding place: "Little donor, Qianli
We are destined to meet each other in the end. This is a Buddhist fate cultivated over hundreds of generations. This poor monk is being polite."
This is all nonsense! Tang Yan was filled with wonder, but he still jumped down from the tree. Although the little monk looked strange, he could see that there was no malicious intent.
"Hello, are you...looking for me?" Tang Yan looked at the little monk strangely. The more he looked at him, the more he sighed. What did the monks in this world eat when they grew up? Why do they look like this?
The chubby monk looked at Tang Yan carefully, walked around twice more, and nodded with satisfaction.
"you……"
"Be still." The fat monk dipped his thumb into the alms bowl with some crystal clear water, and gently rubbed it on Tang Yan's forehead. A subtle golden line appeared as the water passed by, but the water mark was very small.
It quickly dissipated, and the golden lines disappeared without a trace.
Tang Yan didn't feel anything strange. Alinda, who was standing diagonally behind, didn't see anything unusual either. The smile on the little fat monk's face slowly deepened: "Congratulations, little brother, you have formed a bond with Buddha."
Little brother? The corners of Tang Yan's eyes twitched slightly. This monk is really a bit unorthodox: "What kind of good fortune? Why do you want to see me first? We don't seem to know each other."
The chubby monk smiled and approached Tang Yan: "I think this little brother is very kind. Do you think I'm friendly?"
Looking at the big fat face that came closer, Tang Yan's expression was tangled, why did he look like a braised egg! "Master, what on earth do you want to see me for? We really don't seem to know each other."
"I didn't know him before, but I know him now, and I will be more familiar with him in the future." The little fat monk put his hands together, suppressed his smile, and saluted solemnly: "The poor monk's name is Wu Zhen, and he comes from the Pure Land - Chenyuan Pavilion."
"Chenyuan Pavilion?!" Tang Yan's expression changed slightly. He had been speculating about this mysterious organization, but he didn't expect to meet in this way today.
Aelinda was also full of surprise: "Chenyuan Pavilion, the Lord of the Pure Land, is one of the six holy places in the mainland. It is transcendent from the major empires. It gathers monks from all over the world. There are countless strong and powerful people. They are famous throughout the continent. They are an empire.
A huge holy land that even the royal family dare not offend."
The Great Zhou Empire did not want to see monks, but it did not dare to embarrass Chenyuan Pavilion. No wonder this little monk was able to enter the empire and move around in the Northern Wilderness. But... you can't tell a person's face, and this plump little monk turned out to be from Chenyuan Pavilion.
Judging from the opponent's skills, the successor's strength should be pretty good, at the Wuzong level!
"Little donor, the poor monk has come from thousands of miles away from the Pure Land to form a good relationship. Can you go somewhere with the poor monk?" The young monk laughed playfully for a while, and became solemn and serious for another time.
"Where to go?"
"Take you to where you should go." The chubby monk gestured with his hand, leading the two of them towards the dense forest.
Aelinda reminded quietly: "Chenyuan Pavilion has a very good reputation. It is treated politely by all forces in the mainland. It should not frame others, but the prerequisite is that he is from Chenyuan Pavilion!"
"Go over and have a look." Tang Yan didn't pay attention to the reminders from Ren Tianzang and Xuewawa. He was just curious as to why they both mentioned this organization deliberately. The most likely reason was... the golden brilliance in the abyss!