Chapter Seventy-Four: Friendship Is Priceless

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Dongfang Bo and the three of them were not too surprised by Jiang Yun's idea, but they all shook their heads gently, because the difficulty in this was no less than that of breaking through the five peaks.

Dongfang Bo was the first to speak: "Being in the mountain and sea realm, whether it is the aura absorbed by our human race, or the sun essence and moon flower absorbed by the demon race, and the dead qi absorbed by the ghost race, and even the power transformed by the pill contained in the pill, it is the power of heaven and earth that belongs to the mountain and sea realm, so it is impossible to break the boundary rules and open up the remaining three meridians." ”

"As for those things that contain the power of other worlds, they are hard to find, even the reincarnation sect has such a huge foundation, I'm afraid there is only that piece of extraterrestrial stone, if it weren't for Feng Wuji's outstanding talent, and it happens to be a rare wind clan among the demon clan, they wouldn't be able to use it for him."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun couldn't help but be slightly stunned and said, "Feng Wuji, is it the demon clan, the wind clan?" ”

"yes!" Dongfang Bo said strangely: "Don't you know? He came from the 100,000 Mang Mountain, and all the people living in the 100,000 Mang Mountain were demon clans. ”

This sentence made Jiang Yun's reaction even greater, and the whole person stood up and said in a daze: "It's all demon clans? ”

Although Jiang Yun never said his origin, Dongfang Bo and the others also speculated that he should be from the 100,000 Mang Mountain, as for why Jiang Yun was able to live in the 100,000 Mang Mountain as a human being, they naturally wouldn't ask.

It's just that seeing Jiang Yun's reaction now, it also made them a little puzzled, Xuanyuan Xing nodded and said: "It should be all, because I once wanted to enter the 100,000 Mang Mountain, but I was stopped by a demon cultivator, so we also fought a lot, and finally had a draw, and he also told me that Mangshan does not welcome humans, I think about it, that demon cultivator seems to be from the Liu clan, what is it called Liu Tianren!" ”

Liu Tianren of the Liu clan!

Wind Clan Wind Mowgli!

It's all demons!

At this moment, Jiang Yun's mind seemed to explode, and countless thoughts and thoughts suddenly appeared, making his whole person fall into confusion.

Ever since he learned that Jiang Village was a demon clan in the Scripture Pavilion, Jiang Yun had never read books related to the demon clan, nor had he learned about the situation of the 100,000 Mang Mountain, so it was not until this moment that he really realized that he was so unfamiliar with the 100,000 Mang Mountain and the various ethnic groups living in it.

Although Jiang Yun rarely interacted with people when he was in Mangshan, once he went deep into Mangshan and entered an unfamiliar area, his grandfather would first take him to visit the local villages, so he also came into contact with some people.

But whether the villagers in those villages were kind or domineering, Jiang Yun never thought that they were not human races, but demon races!

Especially Liu Tianren, Jiang Yun clearly knew that he was the strongest person in Mangshan, the village chief of Liu Village, and it was because his grandfather moved out of Liu Tianren's name that he suppressed Feng Village for six years.

"All the villages, are they all demon villages? Those villagers in the village, all of them are demons? Jiang Yun couldn't help but mutter.

After Jiang Yun's words made Dongfang Bo and the three of them look at each other, Xuanyuan Xing continued: "There are many types of demon clans, and the most common one is the beast demon; The second is the grass and wood demons, such as the Liu tribe; In addition to these two categories, the remaining demon clans are extremely rare, such as the wind clan, which is weathered into demons, and mountains, rivers, and so on can also be turned into demons. ”

"The rarer the demon clan, the stronger the strength, because they can give birth to spiritual wisdom and cultivate into demons, which is much more difficult than other races, so they are all extremely talented, and even have the power of talent, that Feng Wuji is a wind clan, and his talent is to be born to control the wind."

Jiang Yun's heart gradually calmed down, in fact, for him, the demon race and the human race are not much different, but when he heard the truth about the 100,000 Mang Mountain, he was too shocked, so he was a little out of shape.

Now hearing Feng Wuji's talent, he nodded, about this, Lao Hei has already said that the reason why the demon clan is more proficient in magic than the human race is because many demon clans are fundamentally derived from various forces between heaven and earth.

Feng Wuji is a wind demon, and his control over the wind is definitely greater than that of human monks.

Seeing that Jiang Yun's expression had returned to normal, Dongfang Bo and the others did not continue to talk about the issue of the demon clan, but re-discussed how to open up the last three meridians.

It's a pity that in the end, I couldn't discuss the reason, but this is also normal, if it is really so easy to get through the last three meridians, then Feng Wuji, who has ten veins, will not be able to become the first person in the Tongmai realm.

But no matter what, Jiang Yun was still very grateful to the three of them, and just when he was about to go back and think about it himself, Dongfang Bo called out to him again: "Xiao Yu'er has already come to say goodbye to you, right?" ”

Xiaoyuer is Dongfang Bo's nickname for Lu Xiaoyu.

Hearing these three words, Jiang Yun's body shook slightly, and he nodded gently.

Dongfang Bo continued: "You should also guess the reason for this matter, although you must be very angry, but you don't want to provoke Wei Zhengyang and Fang Yuxuan anymore, after all, you still have to go to the Sword Dao Peak, and the essence of each peak is controlled by the peak master." ”

Jiang Yun was silent for a moment and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I won't be impulsive." ”

"That's good!" Dongfang Bo suddenly patted his head and said: "I almost forgot, Zheng Yuan also took the initiative to ask to go with Xiao Yu'er and them, but before leaving, he asked me to transfer this sword to you, saying that he would retrieve it from you with his strength in the future." ”

Zheng Yuan actually went to the point of no return, although Jiang Yun was a little surprised by this news, but guessed that Zheng Yuan's departure should be related to his initiative to die that day.

It's just that Jiang Yun didn't expect that the other party would give the Huoyao Sword to himself, and when Jiang Yun held the Huoyao Sword, he could clearly feel that this sword no longer had an owner.

In fact, there is no deep hatred between Jiang Yun and Zheng Yuan, and now Zheng Yuan's practice of giving the sword to Jiang Yun has also changed Jiang Yun's attitude towards him.

"I'll wait for him!"

Jiang Yun put away the Huo Yao Sword and left Dongfang Bo's residence, returned to his hut and sat down cross-legged, falling into deep thought.

As for the ring that Dongfang Bo gave him, he didn't plan to touch it at all, because for him, what the ring contained was not something that could help him break through the Five Peaks, but the friendship of the three senior brothers and sisters!

Things have a price, friendship is priceless, and he is reluctant to use it!

The whole day and night of contemplation did not bring Jiang Yun any inspiration, so he simply stood up, walked out of the hut, and walked unconsciously on the top of this hidden peak, until he came to a cliff.

On the other side of the cliff is the waterfall that rushes down.

Jiang Yun originally didn't have any feelings for water, but since he learned the Clouds and Fog, he had a sense of intimacy with water.

Fog comes from water!

Even in the battle between him and Zheng Yuan, he borrowed the water of the small stream that swirled and meandered throughout the Tibetan Peak, thus casting the technique of clouds, heaven, fog and earth, which shocked everyone one after another.

Now looking at the splashing waterfall in front of him, listening to the deafening roar, Jiang Yun simply sat down, and after staring fixedly for a moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and a stream of water submerged into his palm, integrated into his body, turned into a mist arrow, and rushed towards the tenth meridian.

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