Chapter 782: Zhao Xin's Fame (1)
Three months was too tight, Wen Yiming summoned Shennong Ding and continued to impact alchemy.
He had already fused the decomposition and refining of alchemy and the essence of condensation into alchemy, and although he had not seen other alchemists refining it, he was absolutely convinced that he was far superior to his peers in terms of refining speed.
In the Shennong Ding, the efficiency of the Green Shy Spirit Flame has increased by at least forty percent, and the strength of the medicinal effect of the elixir refined is even more incomparable.
The same furnace of elixir is refined with Shennong Ding, and with his strength, the high-grade elixir refined will appear one of the best in every three furnaces, which is indeed worthy of being called an artifact in the Dan furnace.
It only took two months to be promoted to the fifth rank of the master, and if you want to improve, you have to wait for the cultivation to advance.
For the rest of the day, he continued to explore and turn the pill into a mudra.
It's a long process, and it can only be done step by step in the Void Realm.
With half a month left, he put everything into the Snake Ring.
Of course, the classics that were robbed in the secret realm were left behind, and all of them filled the book spirit.
During this period, he went out five times, and the four major sects and all the martial cultivators were scattered in the grassland, and there was no other action.
There was no way, everyone was robbed to the point of destituteness, and some did not even have blades, so they could only stay where they were, so as not to encounter fierce beasts.
Moreover, after this incident, everyone was completely disheartened.
The sect forces each occupied a territory, scattered in groups of three or five scattered everywhere, and for several months they had nothing to do, and they even cut down some trees and built many simple houses.
This couldn't be simpler for Wu Xiu, it could be done in minutes, but it was also more convenient for Wen Yiming to act.
If it weren't for the fear of startling the snake, he would have killed all three of them.
The secret realm is about to close, and for the sake of the overall situation, he can only temporarily place three human heads on the necks of three people.
The pony continued to return to the Beast Ring, and Wen Yiming left all the storage bags and identity jade plates in the Elixir Garden, lurking thousands of kilometers outside the Sunset Valley territory, waiting for an opportunity after being covered by the aura of concentration.
At first, his idea was to sneak into the Creative Art Pavilion, and with his knowledge of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, plus Wuxiang Qiluo, as long as he didn't talk much, there would be few flaws.
Of course, his main intention was to go to the Creation Art Pavilion to find out the news of the Fifth Autumn Crossbow.
After observing that he gave up, Sikong Jing was in it, although he had the identity of a good male disciple, but he was afraid to notice it when he started.
There are too many masters outside Luoding Mountain, at least they are all in the martial saint period, and they don't dare to have the slightest carelessness and loopholes, which will be doomed.
After much thought, he set his sights on Sunset Valley.
Xiahou Ji was dead, and the place of the Sunset Valley Gate people was five hundred meters away from Dan, which was much safer.
At this moment, he was dressed in black and hid in a pile of rocky weeds, waiting patiently in the night.
The place in Sunset Valley became quieter and quieter, and the sound of conversation around them gradually disappeared, either closing their eyes to practice, or lying in their own sheds to rest.
Wen Yiming held his breath, his restrained aura quietly approached, and he locked on to a separate hut.
A few hundred meters away, the two patrol generals on night duty fell silently and were instantly included in the Teng Snake Ring.
After three months of alchemy in the Void Netherworld, his cultivation has also improved, and the Shura battle body has comprehended the shield intent and advanced to the sixth order, and the current cultivation is already in the late stage of the fifth layer of the Martial Sect.
Not to mention the assassination of military generals without the slightest movement, even the peak of the late stage of the martial arts sect died silently in his hands.
In the distance, he changed into Sunset Valley costumes, and his perception locked into a solitary cabin.
Liao Wudong!
This person is Li Xiuzhu's nephew and disciple, which is the only identity he knows.
In the heart-to-heart communication, he released the pony and asked it to go around in a circle to break up the crowd, and it was best to knock Liao Wudong out of the enclosure directly.
The pony was very excited, and kept twitching his ears with white velvet.
In the quiet night of the secret realm, only the sound of insects was heard on the grassland, and some patrolling martial arts cultivators were listless and bored.
Suddenly, a long hiss rang out from the place where the Dan Society had gathered, breaking the silence.
The white shadow galloped like the wind, trampling through it in an instant, straight into the gathering place of Sunset Valley.
It was only at this moment that everyone was shocked and panicked.
This horse chirp is all too familiar!
"Quick, Zhao Xin is here. β
"Run, run, that guy has recovered from his injuries and come back for revenge!"
"Heading towards Sunset Valley, we're running in the opposite direction..."
When the chaotic sounds rang out in pieces, the Sunset Valley gathering place was already in chaos, scattering and fleeing.
"Wait, there's no one right away, don't mess around!"
"The beast ran away and disappeared?"
"Just now, I seemed to see Senior Brother Liao being blown up by that brute..."
"Huh, what about people... This..."
"There's no way, that beast is too fast, it broke through Senior Brother Liao's shed and disappeared. β
The gatekeepers of Sunset Valley stood scattered together, at a loss, looking panicked.
Li Xiuzhu's nephew and only son all died in the secret realm, and they could imagine the anger that greeted them after they went out.
"Ahemβ" A violent cough came from the grass in the distance.
Everyone took a step back and looked over in alarm, and then heard a gasp in the grass: "Who's that, it's me... Ahem!"
"Quick, it seems to be the voice of the senior brother. β
A horse-faced doorman exclaimed in surprise and rushed over with a doorman.
pulled out the weeds, only to see Liao Wudong's face pale, blood leaking from the corners of his mouth, and blood stains vomiting in front of his chest.
"Senior brother, how are you? What about the brute?" the horse-faced man looked around vigilantly.
Liao Wudong touched his head with his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I suffered some internal injuries, mainly because my mental power was injured and my mind was swollen." β
Another man with a somewhat red nose said to the horse-faced man, "Senior Brother Duan Nan, let's help Senior Brother Liao get up first and go over to rest." β
Liao Wudong's eyes moved slightly, and he waved his hand and said: "No need, I'll heal here, Duan Nan, the period when the secret realm is closed is not far away, let them gather over, don't separate during this time." β
Duan Nan nodded, patted the man who spoke just now, and said, "Lu Guang, you are watching here." β
Half an hour later, Huang Zheng and Sikong Jing came over and asked a few questions, and then left expressionlessly.
Half a day later, Sunset Valley rearranged a tightly connected wooden camp camp, and dozens of people gathered together, looking lonely.
Liao Wudong kept his eyes closed to heal his wounds, and there was an epic green dragon halberd next to him, which was the only weapon left, and other than that, there was nothing.
He was naturally transformed by Wen Yiming as a phaseless Qiluo, and at this moment, he took the opportunity to heal his injuries and listened to everyone's conversations in his perception, and gradually understood the information of Sunset Valley and the situation of the people around him.
Before he started, he had heard Liao Wudong speak in his perception, and Wuxiang Qiluo could automatically simulate it in his mind.
In the past ten days, through cautious conversations, he has learned more about Liao Wudong's identity information, that is called Duan Nan and Lu Guang are both disciples of the Great Elder, and they know a lot of information, which makes him gain a lot.
Liao Wudong's corpse was hidden in the Teng Snake Ring, and now he was only waiting for the secret realm to close, and he passed the level in confusion.
(End of chapter)