Another three days passed in a flash, and in these three days, there was a very popular event in the circle of cultivators in the Guanzhong region, and this matter had to start from three days ago.

It is said that the Eight Extremes Sect, which had disappeared for hundreds of years at that time, suddenly reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and as soon as it emerged, it was very high-profile to go to the Medicine King Valley to do something, it is said that in the name of avenging the dead disciples.

Originally, after hearing this news, many people didn't care much about it, after all, the Medicine King Valley was a major faction in the cultivation realm in the Guanzhong region, and its heritage and strength were top-notch, what kind of thing was the Eight Extremes Sect?

Many people regard this matter as a little-known third-rate sect, and they don't know what to do in order to make themselves famous, which is self-hype in the popular sense.

However, the few old immortals who lived a little longer searched carefully in their minds for some stories they had heard from their grandparents at that time, and suddenly remembered the sect of the Eight Extremes Sect.

It is precisely because of this that while most people just watch from the wall with a mentality of watching a play, a small number of people realize that the Guanzhong area may be about to change......

As for the result of that incident, it was to surprise the people who were waiting to see the good show of the Eight Extremes Sect, and those who had a premonition that they were going to change the sky secretly said in their hearts that it was not true.

According to people familiar with the matter, after the Eight Extremes Sect hit the Medicine King Valley that time, Lin Changkong finally couldn't avoid a fight with Sun Yaomian.

Both of them are definitely top-notch existences in the contemplation period, and when they fight, they are simply flying sand and rocks in the dark, and the momentum is so great that they almost dismantle the Medicine King Valley, and the final result is that Lin Changkong won a move.

As for the disciples of the Medicine King Valley, although they were three or four times more numerous than the Eight Extremes Sect, the juniors who practiced medicine and cured diseases and also brushed the brush encountered the Eight Extremes Sect, and they had no chance of winning at all.

After that, Lin Changkong took the attitude of a victor and put down a sentence very strongly, that is, to give Sun Yaomian two choices, let him think about it for half a month, and ask for an answer himself after half a month.

And those two choices have somehow reached the ears of people in the rivers and lakes, and there is no impermeable wall in the world.

In the past three days, the entire Guanzhong region has been watching the reaction of the Medicine King Valley, looking forward to what kind of choice this behemoth who has dominated Guanzhong for countless years.

And in the past three days, Liu Huaidong stayed inside the ruins, and his small life was also very fulfilling.

What more than 900 years of passion flowers, more than 1,000 years of ginseng, the legendary meat Ganoderma lucidum, and all kinds of heavenly treasures that can only be vaguely illmarked in ancient books, can be squeezed dry by him as if they were Chinese cabbage.

And it was three days in a row, the unscrupulous kind of squeezing, Rao is so, Liu Huaidong's cultivation has been completely consolidated in the bottleneck of the Qi refining period, and he is only one foot away from stepping into the threshold of the peak of the cultivation realm, but the medicinal materials piled up on the stone platform are still two-thirds of the huge number left.

In the past three days, Liu Huaidong has not communicated much with the soul of the ancestors, but he has vividly interpreted the essence of a robot.

What kind of machine? Cultivation machine!

For more than 70 hours, Liu Huaidong has really been mechanically squeezing the spiritual power of heaven and earth contained in those heavenly and earthly treasures for a second, and if he is a little slack, the old ancestor who is sitting in the air will tell Liu Huaidong that he is very unhappy.

And what was the result of the old ancestor's unhappiness? That is, Liu Huaidong had to bear the pressure of the soul of a land immortal in the Dao Period, and he had to let go of all his mind and not be able to resist.

On such a day, even if it is placed on the young masters and young masters of those super forces in the cultivation realm, they can make them excited as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, but after Liu Huaidong held on for three days, he was really about to vomit......

In the past few days, the only thing that made Liu Huaidong feel a little relieved was probably that the Gu poison in his body had been completely refined by him, and now when he ran his True Qi again, the Fengmen Acupoint would no longer be in pain.

"That's right, your cultivation is almost at the peak of the Qi refining period, so you don't need to work the exercises for the time being. ”

When Liu Huaidong resisted the desire to vomit and squeezed out a nine-headed yellow essence that was the most worthless in this ruin, the soul of the green shirt floating in the air rarely did not put on a stern face.

Hearing the ancestor suddenly say this, Liu Huaidong was suddenly moved to tears, and his excited face was as if he had been released with an indefinite commutation, "Ancestor, you know that you feel sorry for me, so I can rest for a while?"

"For a while?"

The green shirt raised his eyebrows, glanced at Liu Huaidong, and repeated what he had just said in a strange manner.

"Ahem, what's that, why don't you just do it for a day?" Liu Huaidong also seemed to feel that his request was a little excessive, and his speech was a little inappropriate, so he immediately changed his words after reacting.

But the next moment, the looming green-shirted soul in mid-air still looked at him with a smile and a playful smile, "You really think a lot, in a world of really strong people, there is no such thing as rest!"

"But I'm not a strong man yet, ancestor, besides, among the powerful powerhouses, there is no such death cultivation!" Liu Huaidong wailed, complaining dissatisfiedly.

"Do you want to be strong, do you want to be strong, do you want to succeed?"

"I ...... Actually, I don't think much about it. ”

Before the last word of these words fell, an invisible aura suddenly filled this secret room.

"Well, actually, I thought in my heart......"

Liu Huaidong, who was oppressed by the sudden coercion, had a hard time taking a breath, and he had to change his words in time, after all, he understood the truth that a person who knows the times is a handsome man, and meaningless sins do not have to be deliberately found for themselves.

In the secret room, the momentum and coercion far above the peak of the contemplation period dissipated instantly, just as when it appeared, it came suddenly, not taking away a single cloud.

Just when Liu Huaidong was panting heavily, the green-shirted soul in mid-air suddenly nodded with relief.

"Yes, it's very good if you have this awareness, and you can teach it. The soul of the green shirt smiled and slowly spoke, "Since you have this heart, then don't be idle, it just so happens that this secret room is quite large, go and practice all the martial arts of Jishou, and the deity will help you personally point out the defects." ”

When Liu Huaidong heard this, he finally felt a little relieved on his bitter gourd face, and his muscles and bones were very good, which was better than letting himself sit motionless on a broken stone platform for several days!

Now that there is the soul of the ancestor, a land immortal, to personally guide him, Liu Huaidong also knows that such an opportunity is very rare, so even if he is already a little physically and mentally exhausted, he still quickly jumps off the stone platform, opens a posture in the open space of the secret room, and prepares to practice the martial arts of extreme longevity.

But before he could start moving, Liu Huaidong suddenly remembered something and looked at the looming green-shirted soul in mid-air.

"That's not right, old ancestor, it's easy to say about the fist method, the leg method, and the body method, but this Jishou sword method and Jishou stick method or something, there is not even a weapon to take advantage of here, how do I have to practice......"

"Haven't you heard a word?"

"What?" Liu Huaidong looked at the soul of the ancestor with a look of curiosity.

The soul of the green shirt deliberately raised his head at a forty-five degree angle, and put on a dignified posture, and then slowly spoke, "A real kendo master, whether he has a sword or not, is the same, because his sword is a person, and a person is a sword!"

"What about the stick method?"

"It's the same thing. ”

“……”

Liu Huaidong rolled his eyes speechlessly, he really wanted to tell this old ancestor that he was not a kendo master!

However, after getting along with his ancestors in the past few days, Liu Huaidong can be regarded as having figured out his temperament, knowing that it is useless to talk about such nonsense, so he chose to shut up immediately.

What should I do if I don't have weapons? Then let's go through all the fist methods, body methods, leg methods, and so on, and then talk about it again......

Thinking so in his heart, Liu Huaidong did this, and immediately he mentioned the qi machine at the peak of the qi refining period, and began to practice the Jishou boxing method in this secret room with great fighting spirit.

With Liu Huaidong's strength now, and his familiarity with the Jishou boxing method, every action can make him play tiger and tiger, and the fist wind roars like thunder.

However, Rao is like this, when Liu Huaidong played the fifth move, the soul of the green shirt in mid-air still howled with some disgust.

"Stop! The Jishou Fist Method allows you to practice like this, I really can't watch it!"

Liu Huaidong, whose move had not yet settled, stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but after stabilizing his figure, he still looked at the soul of the green shirt with blank eyes, "That, ancestor...... Am I hitting something wrong?"

"It's not right anywhere, you're not a Jishou boxing technique at all, you really lost the face of the deity!" Qingshan Soul pursed his lips angrily, and then continued to speak.

"With your Jishou boxing method, the energy that comes out is completely a scattered plate of loose sand, don't believe you and punch the ground to see what the effect is. ”

Liu Huaidong's head was full of question marks, but he still didn't hesitate to lift the qi machine, and a powerful punch slammed directly into the rock floor under his feet.

"Bang!"

The dull and powerful movement sounded in the ears of one person and one soul, Liu Huaidong looked down at his battle results, and found that on the solid rock floor, a large pit more than five inches deep and more than three feet long suddenly appeared, and there were countless cobwebs cracking and spreading at the edge.

If Liu Huaidong had been replaced by the ruins, he would never have been able to blast such a big pit out on such a hard ground.

When it came to the effect of his punch, Liu Huaidong was still a little complacent.

But before he could react, the Ancestor's Heroic Spirit suddenly appeared beside him, and without saying a word, he directly slammed his fist on the floor under his feet......