The black fish jade pendant is black all over, the luster is warm, and when you meditate and practice with the jade pendant in your hand, the aura between heaven and earth seems to be all in the body, and the effect of exhaling the aura of heaven and earth is doubled.

Yun Lingyu rubbed his hand repeatedly, his eyes observed for a moment, and in the end he didn't find anything.

Yun Lingyu thought about what Xiao Chengdao had said to himself, both physical and spiritual are fundamental, and one of them must not be abandoned.

Monks often focus on mana and ignore the physical body, but they don't know that the strength of the physical body is the foundation of their own strength.

"Poof!"

Yun Lingyu ran in the moonlight in the middle of the night, knocking a boulder flying with one punch and falling into the water.

The water splashed all over his body, Yun Lingyu looked at his fist, and recalled that Xiao Chengdao had once soaked his body with some elixirs and terrifying poisonous insects.

Thinking about it, Yun Lingyu got goosebumps.

Spiders with large grinding discs, fiery red centipedes up to six or seven meters long, colorful and extremely poisonous poisonous snakes, etc., are placed in a large pool.

Yun Lingyu was still a little scared when he thought about it now, although these poisonous insects and beasts had been refined by Xiao Chengdao, they had also affected his body.

Every time I soaked Yun Lingyu, I suffered from the pain of ten thousand ants, and the pain was unbearable, like cutting my skin with a knife, it was like a thousand cuts!

However, after each soaking, the effect is very significant, and the strength of the flesh has increased over the years, and it is many times stronger than that of ordinary monks. Every day, he ran around carrying big rocks on his back, lifting huge rocks from the mountain and throwing them down the mountain.

Yun Lingyu was successful in his cultivation, and he shook 100,000 jin with one arm! The strange beasts and fierce birds under the mountain were unlucky, and during Yun Lingyu's cultivation, they didn't even dare to sleep, and they couldn't stay in fear of a big stone falling on their heads.

At noon the next day, the scorching sun shone down on the earth.

The tall trees in the mountain forest are full of branches and leaves, blocking the sunlight and making it look gloomy.

Yun Lingyu shuttled through the gloomy jungle, constantly searching around, in addition to fighting some weak alien beasts, he was also looking for elixirs that would help his cultivation.

Elixirs are the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, born with heaven and earth, and for monks, they themselves are a kind of creation.

If the elixir gets the opportunity, it is very likely to evolve into a holy medicine, and the holy medicine is a divine medicine upwards, and there is an essential difference between the three.

Legend has it that there is a holy medicine that can give birth to life and death, and there is a magic medicine that can make people become gods immediately, but this kind of great creation is something that can be encountered but not sought.

Throughout the Ten Thousand Souls Continent, the holy medicine is only possessed by some large and powerful families, and it is the heritage of a clan, and the essence of the Yun family Yun Lingyu does not know, because he never cares about family affairs.

For casual cultivation, the holy medicine is hard to find, and once each ownerless holy medicine is born, it will inevitably cause disputes, and it is not uncommon for many forces to fight for this, which shows its rarity and effect.

The magic medicine has not appeared in this era, no one has found the magic medicine, and can only learn about the scale scratch in the ancient powerful codex, and now the magic medicine is just a legend.

A centipede more than three meters long passed by Yun Lingyu, and its whole body was like silver casting.

Yun Lingyu jumped to the tree to avoid it, and another eagle with golden feathers swept over Yun Lingyu's head.

Yun Lingyu walked to the depths of the dense forest, the strange beasts and fierce birds here were far more powerful than the green wolves on the edge, and the road was also along the edge of the mountain forest, although it was far away, but it did not dare to go deeper.

Although Yun Lingyu was cautious, he was still discovered by a strange beast and confronted him-for-tat.

Yun Lingyu faced a tiger, this tiger was the size of half a grass house, its two fangs were exposed, and the forest was white and sharp, which was terrifying.

This tiger has black stripes on its body, and its eyes are fierce and very violent.

"It's the Ink Tiger. ”

Yun Lingyu knew this tiger, and he had seen the pattern of the ink-patterned tiger in the "Record of Ten Thousand Beasts". This tiger is easily irritable and very territorial, and if it intrudes into its territory, it will inevitably be attacked, and it can be regarded as a hegemon here.

"I don't know how many times stronger than the green wolf. ”

Yun Lingyu said after learning about this ink-patterned tiger.

The Ink-veined Tiger roared, shocking the other weak beasts around and driving them away, Yun Lingyu used his true qi and was not affected by the sound of the tiger's roar.

The Ink-veined Tiger took the lead in attacking Ye Feng, the tiger's claws were sharp, and it slapped towards Yun Lingyu.

Yun Lingyu's body is like an eagle spreading its wings, and the dragon enters the water, flexible and free, constantly dodging.

The claws of the Ink-veined Tiger kept slapping down, snapping a few waist-thick trees, and its strength was evident.

Yun Lingyu dodged while thinking about the weakness of this fierce tiger, this ink-veined tiger was huge and not as agile as a green wolf, so Yun Lingyu was confident that he would defeat this fierce tiger.

"It's my turn. ”

The corners of Yun Lingyu's mouth lifted, his body no longer dodged, and he faced the ink-veined tiger.

"Roaring ......"

The tiger's roar was deafening, and the ink-patterned tiger pounced on Yun Lingyu, and the huge tiger body jumped up.

Yun Lingyu took advantage of his speed to flash to the side, and then flew up and kicked the black tiger in the abdomen, and before he could land, he was swept by the tiger's tail and shot out.

He slammed his feet on the trunk of the tree to steady his retreat, catapulting himself to the Ink-Striped Tiger, and attacking with a fist.

Yun Lingyu's physique was strong, and a random blow from the Ink Pattern Tiger could not harm him.

Yun Lingyu was agile and had an advantage in speed, and he hit the Ink Pattern Tiger a few times, and he had already seen blood.

"Roar!"

The tiger seemed to be enraged, and went on a rampage, and the nearby trees were considered to have been hit by seedlings, and one of the trees was broken.

"Bang Bang ......"

Yun Lingyu fought as he retreated, his fists kept hitting the tiger, and the ink-patterned tiger was hurt and became even more violent.

The tiger claw grabbed at Yun Lingyu, he dodged sideways, and rushed towards the Ink-Patterned Tiger with an arrow, kicked upwards and kicked the Ink-Patterned Tiger's jaw, and then jumped up and punched its Heavenly Spirit Gai down.

Yun Lingyu rode on the back of the tiger, punched wildly, and the ink-patterned tiger howled miserably, constantly rolling and wanting to fall off Yun Lingyu.

And Yun Lingyu was like a maggot attached to the bone, grabbing the tiger skin with one hand and smashing it with the other, he couldn't get rid of it at all.

In this way, the battle lasted for half an hour, and finally Yun Lingyu used the blood-drinking sword to slash the Ink-Patterned Tiger, and the Ink-Patterned Tiger with scaly wounds fell to the ground, blood gushing and lifeless.

The exhausted Yun Lingyu "poofed", sat on the ground with his buttocks, leaned under the ancient tree, his hands trembled, he used too much power when he was fighting, and now he couldn't even clench his fists.

Yun Lingyu gasped, he didn't expect this ink-veined tiger to last for so long, with the strength of one punch of 100,000 catties, the hard boulder could be easily shattered, this beast could actually withstand so many attacks.

The blood-drinking sword was still like this, and the blood stained on the sword body was gathered in the beads of the hilt, leaving no trace behind.

The beads gradually turned dark red, and the blood was heavy.

Yun Lingyu's face was serious, and he gently buckled the red beads on the hilt of the sword with his hand, and as a result, he easily removed it.

"What's the use of this, why do you still absorb the blood of the beast?"

Yun Lingyu was puzzled.