Ghost corpses, killed more than 20 corpses.

The mountain ghost killed eleven heads.

The demon-level demon also killed two heads.

In total, the pain power that Cheng Yuan possessed at the moment reached an astonishing five hundred and nine drops, which can be called a huge amount.

"With so much pain power, what kind of state can the demigod reach?" Cheng Yuan was a little excited and expectant.

The previous battle with that ghost tested his strength and made amazing progress, but it also exposed Cheng Yuan's weaknesses.

His cultivation time to become a celestial was too short, and his basic strength was too weak, barely reaching the threshold of a mid-rank celestial.

Although he was able to resist or even suppress the ghosts in his demigod state, he could not last long.

True Origin's cultivation, Cheng Yuan is already extremely fast, comparable to the cultivation speed of ordinary celestials and people ten times, and can only slowly accumulate over time.

The only way to quickly improve one's strength is to cultivate a demigodate.

If you can cultivate the demigod to a state that can be maintained at all times......

This time, it was not Cheng Yuan who should escape, but the ghost.

"Speaking of which, this time I also got about fifty copies of the power of the underworld. ”

Cheng Yuan took out the Chu Ying Bead from the hilt, played with it, put it back, and thought: "However, normal new celestials are far from having the strength of mine, and they can hunt so many ghosts at once. ”

Originally, Cheng Yuan also wanted to ask Huo Dao to help him deal with these spiritual powers and exchange them for money.

But after thinking about it, this will obviously expose his strength, so I'll wait for a while.

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Two quarters of an hour later, Cheng Yuan returned to Youhe County.

Standing in front of the majestic city gates, in the midst of the endless crowd, he was in a trance.

Just two quarters of an hour ago, he was still in the underworld such as the Tomb Mountain, fighting terrifying ghosts.

Now he has returned to the mortal world.

Looking at the people passing by, Cheng Yuan suddenly frowned, and a faint haze rose in his heart.

Just thirty miles away, the Deserted Tomb Mountain is a terrifying place where countless ghosts and creatures gather.

A mountain ghost requires a martial arts master to hold a divine weapon to resist and kill.

Among them, the ghost corpses can only be dealt with by martial arts masters.

If you go a little deeper, you will be able to meet the evil ghosts that are comparable to the heavens, and even the extremely powerful ghosts.

If the ghosts in it surging out one day, what will you use to resist it?

At the beginning of the Heavenly and Human Trial Assessment, the thousands of internal martial artists in the square also made him sigh at the number of masters in Youhe County.

But even those martial arts masters who exceed the age limit are counted.

Even if there are tens of thousands of internal strength martial artists in the entire Youhe County, it is not enough to stuff their teeth in the face of the endless ghosts in the Desolate Tomb Mountain.

"What do I think of this?" Cheng Yuan suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"The sky is falling, and there is a heavenly priest in the way. I can't even kill a ghost now, so it's useless to worry. ”

After entering the city, Cheng Yuan wanted to return directly to the Heavenly Imperial Division.

However, along the way, Cheng Yuan always felt that the pedestrians around him, whether men, women or children, seemed to pay some attention to him.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

Cheng Yuan lowered his head and looked at the rough shirt on his body, although it was durable, but in the fierce battle before, the armpit seams and corners of the clothes were a little torn, and they were stained with a lot of dust.

"Why did you forget this?" he was a little speechless.

It's not embarrassing, but it's still a little embarrassing.

On the way, he happened to catch a glimpse of a ready-to-wear shop, so he patted the dust on his clothes and walked straight in.

Entering the door, the counter of the ready-to-wear shop and the shelves behind it are filled with all kinds of fabrics, satins, brocades, etc., and the furnishings are clean and tidy.

Behind the counter, there sat a somewhat wealthy middle-aged man, dressed in a satin shirt, who seemed to be the shopkeeper, looking at a roll of fabric.

Noticing Cheng Yuan coming in, he hurriedly stood up to greet him, and said with a smile: "This guest officer, may I ask whether it is to sew clothes, buy materials, or make clothes?"

"Dressmaking. Cheng Yuan said directly.

"Yun Niang, a guest officer with clothes!" the shopkeeper shouted to the back hall, and a handsome woman hurriedly lifted the curtain and hurried out.

"Guest, do you want a long shirt and a short shirt?" asked the shopkeeper with a smile.

"Cheongsam, that's fine. ”

"Guest officer, I'll give you a measure first. The woman took out a wooden ruler and a measuring rope, and carefully measured Cheng Yuan.

"By the way, whatever you like, we've got it here. ”

After measuring the size, the shopkeeper even introduced his own materials, silk, brocade, silk, coarse steps, fine cloth, etc.

"That's it. ”

When I touched the satin, brocade, silk, etc., it felt too silky.

Cheng Yuan, who was used to wearing coarse cloth clothes, felt very uncomfortable, so he chose a kind of white fine fabric, which was dense and sturdy and comfortable.

Soon, the price was calculated, a total of two taels or three pieces of silver.

This price is already a lot of money.

Ordinary rural mountain people, a year of farming and hunting, is almost ten taels of silver harvest.

These two or three dollars are counted as their savings of not eating or drinking for two or three months.

"The price is not low. Cheng Yuan was also a little surprised.

Like in Heiyuan Town, it is only two or three hundred wen for a coarse cloth coat, which is equivalent to two or three dollars of silver.

In Chengjiazhuang, they bought the fabric back and sewed it themselves. Although it is sturdy and durable, the style is not as good as the one sewn in the ready-to-wear store.

This is also why, Li Youshan and others can see at a glance that Cheng Yuan is from the countryside Zhuangzi.

"Guest, this will take three days, and after three days, you will come and pick it up. The shopkeeper said.

"Hmm. ”

This requires a part of the deposit to be paid first, but Cheng Yuan didn't care about this, and directly gave the money for the whole clothes.

After leaving the ready-to-wear store, Cheng Yuan returned directly to the Heavenly Imperial Division, passing by the station of the trial martial artist.

He inquired about a nearby steward of the Heavenly Imperial Division and found the courtyard where Cheng Yongye and Cheng Yunchuan were.

Unexpectedly, the courtyard where Cheng Yongye lived was wide open, and he was drinking tea in it.

"Uncle Nagano. Cheng Yuan shouted at the door with a smile.

"Ah Yuan?"

Cheng Yongye was happy: "Come, come in and sit for a while." ”

Cheng Yuan went in and sat down casually, Cheng Yongye seemed to have just cultivated, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Heaven and man trials, what do you usually do?" Cheng Yuan asked with some curiosity.

"Huh?" Cheng Yongye looked at him in surprise: "Didn't Master Huo let you participate in the trial?"

Cheng Yuan choked suddenly.

He has already become a celestial, what else is there to try?

"Master Huo only taught me the True Source Foundation Building Method. Cheng Yuan said.

"Shouldn't it......" Cheng Yongye frowned suspiciously: "We here, we have to go through a lot of physical training every day, keep our qi and blood internal strength at the peak at all times, and also cultivate our spirit." ”

"On this day, the Imperial Division, a lot of medicinal herbs have been added to the meals every day, and it is said that the next few days will send Xiao Jing Yuan Dan. When the time comes, I won't even eat, so I will just temper my body and cultivate the True Source Foundation Building Method. ”

Cheng Yuan nodded, and suddenly asked, "By the way, what about Cousin Yunchuan?"

"I'm holding back my strength to cultivate. ”

Cheng Yongye said a little helplessly: "I practice in the morning and in the evening, if it weren't for maintaining the body's qi and blood, I guess he wouldn't even want to eat." ”

He was the same back then.

It's a pity that if you want to become a celestial, it's not enough to work hard.

Even talent, hard work, financial resources, high-mindedness, and so on do not play a decisive role.

Every year, there are more than 1,000 or hundreds of internal strength martial artists, and at most two or three become celestials.

That thing, ethereal.

Cheng Yuan was also a little helpless, he became a celestial man, relying on the system.

He couldn't help Cheng Yongye and Cheng Yunchuan.

"Tsk, if only I could really become a celestial. ”

Cheng Yongye sighed: "A celestial man is said to be able to easily possess incomparable power and wealth, and the ancestors of those big families in Youhe County are all celestials. ”

"After becoming a celestial, I will move our Zhuangzi to Youhe County, but I don't have to worry about those terrible dangers anymore. ”

He looked forward with some regret.

"Move Zhuangzi to Youhe County?" Cheng Yuan's heart moved.