Jia Wei and the doglegs left, Elder Ma also left, Qin Hao ran to Xia Yu's side, puzzled, and asked, "Jia Wei looks like that, did he really fall by himself?"

Xia Yu smiled but did not speak.

Qin Hao thought for a while and said with a smile: "This is God opening his eyes, punishing him, letting him bully people on weekdays, and he deserves to be killed!"

Xia Yu entered the hall in a menacing manner just now, Qin Hao saw it from a distance, and felt that something was wrong, so he ran over.

Before Qin Hao could run into the hall, Jia Wei's screams came from the hall, and then Elder Ma came, Jia Wei was bleeding profusely, and was helped out by four dogs.

Xia Yu and Qin Hao returned to the dormitory, and along the way, Qin Hao thought about Jia Wei's miserable appearance, and danced happily.

Jia Wei's character is inferior, except for Zhao Er and his four doglegs, all the miscellaneous disciples in the construction place have been bullied by him, and they all hate him so much that they grit their teeth and hope for him to die.

Xia Yu didn't feel excited, Jia Wei is such a small miscellaneous fish, it's not easy to clean him up, what is there to be excited about?

What Xia Yu urgently wanted to do now was to improve his cultivation, and he asked Qin Hao, "Can our miscellaneous disciples receive the elixir?"

Xia Yu's current soul is fused together by two souls, the young Xia Yu was seriously injured, and the memory in his soul was missing a lot, and now this reborn Xia Yu is just like when he first started, and he doesn't understand many things.

Qin Hao said: "According to the regulations, our miscellaneous disciples can receive three Zhuangyi Grass every month. ”

Hearing Qin Hao's words, Xia Yu's heart was cold, this Zhuang Yi Grass is the lowest level of elixir, and it is only given three plants every month, fuck, if you practice like this, by the end of the world, Xia Yu may not be able to kill Liu Xingkong.

Qin Hao looked at Xia Yu and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Yu came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing, I want to cultivate, but my health is poor, and I need to use elixir to make up for it." ”

"Do you want to cultivate?" Qin Hao showed a look of surprise.

Xia Yu nodded and said, "I have now enlightened my mind, and I am a cultivator of the Yuanwu Realm. ”

"You've become a martial artist, great, great!" Qin Hao patted Xia Yu and danced happily.

Qin Hao and the young Xia Yu are best friends, the two of them are like brothers and sisters, they entered the Vermilion Bird Sect together, they were assigned to the construction office as miscellaneous disciples together, and the two of them also lived in the same dormitory.

When they first started, Qin Hao and the young Xia Yu were both excited, and the two agreed to work together to become martial artists and inner disciples as soon as possible.

If the miscellaneous disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect are enlightened and perform superiorly, they can be promoted to inner disciples, but there are very few such inspirational miscellaneous disciples, which are rare.

After a while, Qin Hao and the young Xia Yu's blood cooled down in the face of the cruel reality. Qin Hao and the young Xia Yu found that it was difficult for them to be promoted to inner disciples with their qualifications.

There is a saying among the miscellaneous disciples, you are mediocre before the age of thirty, and after the age of thirty...... You'll get used to this mediocrity.

Qin Hao was not yet thirty years old, and he was not even twenty years old before he adapted to this kind of mediocrity, his heart was like ashes, and he was half-dead in this place.

Now, his best friend Xia Yu has opened his mind and become a martial artist, Qin Hao has no jealousy, only happiness, he is as happy as if he has opened his mind.

"Xia Yu, you must become a martial artist with advanced cultivation, with the dreams of the two of us, work hard, come on!" Qin Hao clenched his fists and encouraged Xia Yu.

Xia Yu looked at Qin Hao, his heart was warm, indescribably moved, and then thinking about his previous life, he had mixed tastes, and felt that it was really happy that the young man could make a friend like Qin Hao.

Qin Hao said: "You need an elixir to replenish your body, right? I'll get you an elixir." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Xia Yu.

Qin Hao said: "Most of these miscellaneous disciples have broken off the idea of martial cultivation, and give them three strong grasses every month, it's useless for them to keep them, I will give you all these strong grasses." ”

Xia Yu said, "Can they give it to you?"

Qin Hao patted his chest with a smile and said, "I'm Uncle Qin Hao, not to mention these miscellaneous disciples in the construction department, even the inner disciples have to give Uncle Qin three points of face." ”

Xia Yu could see that Qin Hao was bragging, but not only did he not hate Qin Hao, but he also felt that Qin Hao was a little cute.

"You wait, I'll give you the Zhuangyi Grass," Qin Hao rejoiced and ran out.

Xia Yu looked at Qin Hao's back and sighed, "The young man is really good, I will repay you well in the future." ”

Xia Yu waited in the dormitory, and after a while, Qin Hao walked in with a big burden, opened the baggage, and it was full of Zhuangyi grass.

"This is forty-five strong grasses, is it enough, not enough, I'll get it for you again," Qin Hao said.

Xia Yu looked at Qin Hao in surprise and said, "Where did you get so many Zhuangyi grasses?"

Forty-five Zhuangyi grasses, for a martial artist who has cultivated to a high level, is garbage and unsightly. However, for a small miscellaneous disciple like Qin Hao, it was definitely not a simple matter to get forty-five Zhuangyi Grasses.

"You don't care about this, brother's help, I have to help no matter how hard it takes," Qin Hao was very righteous.

"Thank you," Xia Yu said sincerely.

Qin Hao was unhappy and said, "The two of us are brothers, what do you mention the word 'thanks'." ”

Xia Yu patted Qin Hao with a smile, "Okay, don't say thank you between brothers." ”

Qin Hao said: "This is my good brother, you can cultivate here with peace of mind, I won't bother you." ”

Qin Hao retreated, and Xia Yu was the only one left in the dormitory, Xia Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, holding those strong grasses, and slowly refining them in his palm.

Xia Yu pressed the Zhuangyi grass with both hands, only to see that Xia Yu's palms were red and hot, and the Zhuangyi grass emitted white smoke, and after a while, a Zhuangyi grass shrank to half the original size.

It's the essence that is concentrated.

This refining process is to remove the impurities in the elixir and retain only the essence, which will help the body absorb and prevent the impurities in the elixir from causing toxic side effects to the body.

Refining elixir is an extremely advanced technical work, and in the Vermilion Bird Sect, there are only a handful of people who can refine elixir. Just a few elders, their alchemy skills are still the lowest.

If you let them know that there is a small miscellaneous disciple in the Vermilion Bird Sect who knows how to practice alchemy, they will have to be shocked to the ground.

Xia Yu refined the forty-five Zhuang Yi Herbs one by one, and after taking them, the Zhuang Yi Grass turned into a whirlpool in Xia Yu's body, emitting heat, and rotating in Xia Yu's dantian.

Xia Yu was covered in hot sweat, frowning, revealing a look of pain, and he felt a tearing pain in the dantian.

Xia Yu's body was very weak, he took forty-five strong herbs at once, and these forty-five strong herbs turned into energy and rushed to the dantian together, and his dantian was a little unbearable.

Xia Yu was a little worried, would his dantian not be able to hold it and explode?

In the Kyushu Continent, people who practice martial arts are enlightened and can mobilize the true qi in their bodies, which is considered a martial artist, and the dantian is the place where the true qi condenses and circulates.

Human blood flows through the heart, and the true qi of a warrior flows through the dantian. If the heart bursts, the person will die, and if the dantian bursts, the warrior will be abolished.

The pain in the dantian became more and more intense, Xia Yu couldn't help but be a little flustered, he closed his eyes and told himself, calm down, calm down.

He used the power of his divine consciousness to mobilize the power of the one hundred and eight demons in the "Heavenly Book of Sealed Demons".

Quick, protect my dantian!

Those one hundred and eight demons were not willing to obey Xia Yu's dispatch, they thought to themselves, your dantian has exploded, what do you care about us? It just so happens that we can take the opportunity to escape.

Seeing that one hundred and eight demons were lazy and unwilling to contribute, Xia Yu was furious, urging the power of divine consciousness to exert coercion on them.

One hundred and eight demons only felt a powerful force pressing down, and they were all about to be wiped out.

"Stop, little hero!"

One hundred and eight demons softened and began to beg Xia Yu for mercy.

Xia Yu shouted: "If you want to live, hurry up and help me protect the dantian, otherwise, before the dantian bursts, I will let you be wiped out!"

These one hundred and eight demons are not good men and women, they believe in the law of the jungle, and the strong are respected.

Xia Yu was so vicious, they were scared and didn't dare to fight against Xia Yu anymore, so they honestly exported their strength and helped Xia Yu protect the dantian.

The dantian was consolidated, the severe pain weakened, until it disappeared, and a crisis was finally resolved.

Xia Yu let out a sigh of relief, patted his dantian, and said, "It's dangerous, it's dangerous." ”

Thinking of the performance of the one hundred and eight demons just now, Xia Yu felt that there was an old saying that was very good - "Ghosts are afraid of wicked people." ”

If Xia Yu had Si Swenwen and reasoned with those one hundred and eight demons, he might have already exploded his dantian by now, and even his meridians would be broken, and he would be crippled if he didn't die.

Martial arts is not about inviting guests to dinner, you can't come to those Sven, treat the wicked, you must be more evil than them, so that you can protect the good people around you.

Xia Yu sat on the bed for a while, letting his body slowly absorb the energy of the Zhuangyi Grass, and then carrying the sword and going out to practice the Killing Sword Technique.

Cultivate both inside and outside, grasp with both hands, and both hands should be hard.

Martial arts are divided into nine grades, the lowest of the nine grades, the highest of the first grade, and the swordsmanship of breaking and killing is a five-grade martial art, which is not too high, nor too low.

Although there are grades of martial arts, there is no difference between high and low kung fu, and martial artists who can cultivate high-grade martial arts skills well must have strong combat effectiveness, but real masters who practice low-grade martial arts can also burst out with strong combat effectiveness.

It's like a martial arts master, holding a burning stick, you can be a tiger.

Xia Yu practiced the swordsmanship in the woods for a long time, and it was not until evening that he put away his sword, wiped the sweat on his face, and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

"Stop!"

Xia Yu walked to a secluded place, and suddenly, a loud shout sounded in his ears.