Beiyin Great Sage

"Fart!" Brother Hu said angrily:

"He lied to you, even if you kill both of us, you will never leave alive, and that woman is a bitch!"

"Shut up." The knife-wielding bandit yelled:

"You are not allowed to say that about Tweety!"

"Peng!"

Before he finished speaking, the other person rushed over at the right time, hugged him around the waist, and fell hard towards the ground.

Seeing this, Big Brother Hu roared and jumped out, grabbing the opponent's arm holding the knife.

"what!"

The knife-wielding bandit roared loudly, struggled frantically, and swung the short knife. The three of them wrestled together, and their bodies would inevitably be cut by the sharp blade.

The tense spirit made them temporarily ignore the pain on their bodies, and only had the dagger that could kill others in their eyes.

"Pfft!"

"what!"

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, the screams stopped abruptly.

Three corpses collapsed on the ground, blood rolled down the slope, moonlight spilled through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and clusters of Ganoderma lucidum were seen shaking gently.

The cunning rabbit still has three caves.

To cultivate Ganoderma lucidum, Zhou Yi naturally would not choose only one place.

In addition to the last cave, there are two other places where there are a lot of Ganoderma lucidum. Although the number is a little less than that cave, there are still hundreds of clusters.

Since there can be dead spirit mushrooms.

here...

It's not impossible!

Especially after a period of cultivation, there are already a lot of Ganoderma lucidum here, so he intends to try to see if he can replicate the dead spirit mushroom.

If it can be copied, it can be expected innately.

Corpse, blood, Ganoderma lucidum, fighting...

Everything is much the same as before.

By daybreak, the pungent smell of blood had faded away, Nai He did not repeat the previous experience, the corpse and Ganoderma lucidum remained unchanged.

"Where is the problem?"

Scratching his head, Zhou Yi buried the body under the Ganoderma lucidum as he did last time, but unfortunately there was still no change.

Waited another day.

He is completely desperate.

"Sure enough, there are still problems."

Putting his chin on his hand, Zhou Yi wrote down the differences between the two times.

"The three of them last time were all body-training warriors, but this time they are just ordinary people. There is a big gap in strength, and the strength of energy and blood is definitely different."

"Last time I wasn't here..."

"The anger of the living may affect the appearance of the dead mushroom."

"There is also less Ganoderma lucidum."

"The location is also different."

"..."

"Ah."

Raising his head, Zhou Yi's eyes flickered:

"try again?"

With the current chaos in Kunshan City, it is not difficult to find a few warriors to kill, as long as they are careful, it will not be too dangerous.

Dazzling.

More than ten days later.

"Third attempt."

Holding the charcoal pen in one hand and the paper in the other, Zhou Yi wrote vigorously:

"Unsuccessful!"

"The fierce tiger in the mountain is full of energy and blood. After death, the blood is watered, causing more than ten clusters of ganoderma to mutate, but no dead spirit mushrooms appear."

"Beasts, are they inferior to humans?"

A month later.

The inside of the cave was pitch black, nearly [-] ganoderma lucidum were all reduced to ashes, Zhou Yi rummaged in the cave for a long time with ecstasy, but found nothing.

"what happened?"

"It is true that dead energy will affect the growth of Ganoderma lucidum, but the birth of dead spirit mushrooms does not seem to be due to dead energy alone. The seventh attempt failed."

"Hey!"

Pausing heavily, Zhou Yi sighed helplessly.

This attempt not only failed, but also wasted a lot of Ganoderma lucidum, and it will take time to re-cultivate the Ganoderma lucidum if you want to try again.

Fortunately.

It's not without harvest, but it's not about cultivating dead spirit mushrooms.

Name: Zhou Yi

Age: 21

Cultivation: True Qi (1/100)

The Concentrated Heart Sutra: Getting Started (9/100)

Pure Yang iron cloth shirt: Dacheng (6/100)

Celestial Bergamot: Mastery (99/100)

A weak but real zhenqi circulated in the meridian according to the Ningxin Sutra, and he had already cultivated the zhenqi.

The breakthrough process is far less dangerous than what Liu Mengyan said.

Maybe it's because of the great achievement of Chunyang iron cloth shirt, the physical body has already broken through the limit of body training, maybe it's because of the 'Gold Finger', Zhou Yi didn't think it was difficult.

When the progress of refining the marrow reached [-]%, all the orifices in the body trembled, and a weak true energy emerged out of thin air, which naturally advanced.

"Is this really angry?"

I moved my wrist, and felt that with the movement of true energy, the physical body and the stagnant pure yang iron cloth shirt became stronger again.

True Qi is like a newborn baby, although it is weak, it has infinite possibilities.

and.

The bergamot is also close to Dacheng.

……

……

……

The Yellow Ant Army finally left.

Kunshan City also regained its freedom.

pity.

The bandit army is like yellow ants crossing the border without any grass growing. In just over a month, an unknown number of people were buried under this land forever.

The once prosperous city of Kunshan has almost been reduced to ruins, with broken walls and collapsed houses. From time to time, there are a few dazed people walking on the streets.

on the street.

The corpses have rotted, and countless insects are climbing.

The broken arm is obliquely inserted into the sludge.

The bones are piled up into mounds.

The scavengers screamed one after another.

There was an inexplicable sadness in the dead air.

"Ugh..."

"Woooo..."

One of them looked up at the sky, looked at the scorching sun hanging in the sky, suddenly burst into tears, knelt down and howled loudly.

His cry seemed to have started, more and more people wept bitterly, some even fainted because of this, and came to see off the massacre.

……

"The Yellow Ant Army really left."

Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhou Yi lowered his head and looked at the location of Kunshan City, his voice sobbing.

"gone."

After living in the city for more than a month and experiencing many tragedies in the world, Liu Mengyan gained a few strands of white hair on her temples, and her eyes became much more mature:

"Wu Tiantong failed to find what he was looking for. Under the attack of many masters in the rivers and lakes, he was finally unable to support himself and retreated on his own initiative."

"However, he can't escape!"

With a cold look in his eyes, Liu Mengyan gritted his teeth tightly:

"Senior Lin has already rushed from the capital. If there is senior action, even if Wu Tiantong is in the army, he will definitely die."

"I hope so." Zhou Yi sighed softly, and said again:

"You have something to do with me?"

"Ah."

Liu Mengyan nodded and said:

"I know you like penance, but you don't have to stay on the mountain all the time. You still have an errand in Liuying's courtyard. You might as well go down and have a look if you have time."

"I know." Zhou Yi nodded.

He practiced hard because he had books to read, exercises to practice, and elixir to grow, so he didn't find it boring, not because he liked it.

of course.

This needs no explanation.

"Let's get down to business." Liu Mengyan lifted his spirits, his expression seemed a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a moment and said:

"I have a friend who wants to see you."

"Your friend?" Zhou Yi looked sideways:

"Want to see me?"

Although the two have a good relationship, their social circles are completely out of sync. It stands to reason that most of the other's friends don't know of his existence.

"Yes."

Liu Mengyan nodded, and said:

"Don't worry, she will never do anything to you."

"I'm not worried about that." Zhou Yi rolled his eyes. He who has cultivated his true energy may not be worse than Liu Mengyan:

"Who?"

"Moon!"