"The higher the difficulty of the cultivation of martial arts, the greater the lethality! No matter what, you must also cultivate the Blood Battle Heavenly Hell to a small level!"

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The more failures he had, the more he was motivated.

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes burned, and his gaze fell on the few remaining Divine Cultivation Snow Ginseng plants again.

'This is Uncle Zhao's medicinal herbs, it seems very rude to eat them all......

I'd better go to a trading house and buy it. Buy a few more seedlings, compensate the owner for one plant first, and then cultivate the rest into a Shenshen ginseng. However, before that, it was possible to increase the age of these elixirs by several decades. to apologize. ’

Without making a sound, he ate a mystical medicine from other people, Lin Qiubai felt quite guilty, took out 100,000 yuan of air marrow liquid, and sprinkled it evenly in the medicine pu.

After the cultivation was completed, he brushed his sleeves, hid his merit and fame, and left the medicine garden.

Not long after.

Uncle Zhao's daughter, Zhao Yurou, returned home.

Seeing Daddy's legs healed, the joyful laughter echoed in the small courtyard like a warbler's cry.

Then, when she went to the medicine garden to observe the growth of the medicine, she screamed in fright.

The small medicine garden, nearly 30 mystical herbs, has grown for a hundred years in just one morning!

The branches and leaves of the mystical medicine are full and colorful, and the rhizomes are exposed to the air, which is very attractive. The whole medicine garden is full of vitality and fragrant medicine!

Zhao Yurou's little face was flushed with excitement, and her breasts, which had begun to take shape, trembled slightly, with a hint of youthful beauty.

"It was Lin Xian's nephew who did it, right?"

Uncle Zhao also came to the medicine garden, and his heart was shocked, and he immediately thought of Lin Qiubai.

Among them, it seems that only this extraordinary teenager will have such a skill.

"Uh...... I just stole a snow ginseng and felt guilty, so I ......"

Lin Qiubai touched his nose and said it truthfully.

"It's just a snow ginseng that nourishes the gods, how can there be a mystical medicine that has been effective for hundreds of years is worth a lot, and you can make more than 20 ......"

Zhao Yurou patted her smooth forehead, her face was heartbroken, presumably Lin Qiubai had spent a lot of resources.

But the mystical medicines in the medicine garden are all low-level, and they are used by her to become proficient in alchemy.

The effect of the drug can be used for three or four years, and it does not need to be so rebellious.

Spend a huge amount of resources to increase its potency, that's a tyrannical thing!

"Alas, these mystical medicines are too old and too effective, I don't have the strength to purify them, so I can only watch ......"

Zhao Yurou couldn't cry or laugh, she looked at Lin Qiubai, and suddenly felt that this boy was so stupid and cute.

Lin Qiubai was speechless.

He didn't know anything about alchemy, but he didn't expect to do something bad with good intentions, so he could only bite the bullet at the moment: "Or, I'll buy you a little mystical medicine later?"

"Yes, but you can take all these mystical medicines. It's so precious!"

Zhao Yurou immediately agreed.

"Then I'll take these snow ginseng plants?Is it okay?!"

Seeing that Zhao Yurou was not angry or something, Lin Qiubai was overjoyed. His eyes fell on the rhizome of the Cultivating God Snow Ginseng eagerly, he really wanted to comprehend the quasi-god-level martial art of Blood Battle Heavenly Hell.

The feeling of wanting to cultivate Xiaocheng but even having difficulty in comprehending, and never forgetting it, was like ten thousand ants devouring his heart, which made Lin Qiubai suffer a lot.

"I just need these few strains of Divine Snow Ginseng!"

Lin Qiubai squatted down, and under the horrified gaze of everyone, millions of yuan of air marrow liquid flowed out and poured on the roots of the Divine Cultivation Snow Ginseng.

After a pillar of incense, six Shenshen ginseng plants broke through the ground.

"Haha......"

Lin Qiubai, who was labeled as a loser by Aunt Zhao and Uncle Zhao, laughed, pulled out a Shenshen ginseng, pierced the epidermis, swallowed it in his abdomen, and immediately sat down cross-legged.

As his breathing fluctuated, the blood qi realm behind Lin Qiubai slowly expanded, getting bigger and bigger, and finally the entire small medicine garden was enveloped.

"Lin Xian's nephew's martial arts are so high-level! No wonder he has to rely on external objects to comprehend in front of him. Because the cultivation difficulty of this martial art was far beyond his realm at this time. ”

Zhao Shikuang is a person with vision.

At that time, his cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Creation Realm, and he could see at a glance that Lin Qiubai's exercises were above the middle grade of the king level, but he would not be able to get the specific grade for a while.

"This level, even if a Creation Realm martial artist cultivates, it is very difficult, right? I didn't expect that Nephew Lin would be able to comprehend some of it with the cultivation of the Yuan Realm. The perception is so high. ”

Aunt Zhao was also quite surprised, her chest rose and fell violently, obviously not calm in her heart.

Zhao Yurou's eyes on the side wandered, staring at Lin Qiubai who was cross-legged and comprehended.

It was the first time she had seen the momentum of the ginseng martial arts so exaggerated, and she was very curious, but she was frightened by the blood qi realm and took two steps back.

Everyone looked at Lin Qiubai silently.

Aunt Zhao was already on full alert to prevent outsiders from suddenly disturbing her.

A pillar of incense time was fleeting, Lin Qiubai suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out a Shenyang ginseng, put it in his mouth, and pondered his heart, the blood and qi realm behind him became more and more condensed, like a piece of blood jade lying across the void, exuding a strong fluctuation that made Zhao Shikuang's heart palpitate.

It's not about the realm.

It's just inexplicable determination and domineering.

There is even an illusion that the powerhouses of the Creation Realm are all local chickens and dogs in front of this martial art.

Zhao Shikuang secretly took a breath of cool air in his heart, how big is the martial arts of Nephew Lin!?

"Come again!"

Lin Qiubai stretched out his hand, pulled out the Divine Cultivation Ginseng again, and threw them into his mouth one by one, maintaining the speed of comprehension in his mind, but in the blood-colored realm, only a few spears were formed.

Compared to the 300 yuan gas spear, it is far less than ......

"Keep going!"

Lin Qiubai was unwilling, and reached out to touch the Divine Ginseng, and suddenly found that it was gone, and a touch of loss crossed his heart.

At this time, five vitality spears were condensed, and the sharp momentum drifted around like a blade, causing the rockery in the small courtyard to collapse inch by inch.

"Nephew Lin Xian, I'll try your martial arts!"

Aunt Zhao saw that Lin Qiubai interrupted his comprehension and wanted to test his power, so she flew out, and her vitality turned into ten thousand forms, and finally turned into a giant bell in front of her.

And the nephew was offended. ”

Lin Qiubai shouted, his long hair fluttered back, his clothes were hunting, and his extraordinary demeanor attracted people's attention.

The spear turned into a blood-colored streamer with the rotation of his mind, and collided with the giant bell with a bang.

"Buzz!"

The bell rang with a deafening sound. The diffuse sound waves crushed all the mystical medicines in the medicine garden, and even the walls of the small courtyard became ruins.

Zhao Shikuang hugged his daughter and quickly retreated, standing in the distance, looking at it with palpitations.

The destructive power is terrifying!

"The attack power of this martial art has surpassed your realm, if you are at the peak of the Yuan Dan realm, I am afraid that if these few shots are smashed, my Beastmaster Bell will explode in an instant. ”

Aunt Zhao did not hesitate to praise her, because Lin Qiubai can afford this reputation.

"Tsk, what a peerless genius, Brother Yun's eyes are still vicious!"

Hearing this compliment, Lin Qiubai withdrew his spear and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao have praised it, and their martial arts skills are unsightly." ”

Lin Qiubai knew that he had only comprehended a little bit of the surface, and he was far from being proud.

But what is exciting is that a little bit of fur erupts with such terrifying lethality.

If it is Xiaocheng, three hundred spears fall from the sky, wouldn't that kind of power destroy the heavens and the earth?

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Qiubai's desire for the Enlightenment Stone became a little stronger!