"Hey...... The old man always felt that this matter was inappropriate......"

Wuyang sighed softly. Wuhai does things without leakage, and he can't forcibly stop it.

"Wu Feng, you kid has not been promoted to the open source seven products for a long time. Now, in a short period of time, it has broken through to the open source eight products.

These are all shows your talent and hard work in martial arts. ”

Great Elder Wu Hong's face was gentle, he looked at Wu Feng, and said:

"Although he was defeated today, it was a kind of polishing of the warrior's state of mind. Later, you will go to the pill depot to get a Yangyuan Pill and take it. Then Elder Ben will help you clear the injured organs and veins, and strive for a speedy recovery. ”

"Thank you, Great Elder!"

A look of ecstasy appeared on Wu Feng's face.

How precious is "Yangyuan Dan"? One of them is enough to recover from the injuries caused by devouring the Juyuan Pill and performing the Wusheng Séance**.

Then the great masters of the Netherworld like the Great Elder Wu Hong personally adjusted his physical body. The wounds suffered today are not at all to be hazard.

"Is that okay?"

The scar-faced boy's eyes widened.

Yangyuan Pill, according to the practice of the clan, is a precious pill that can only be obtained if it breaks through to the "Little Chaoyuan" realm.

However, as the Great Elder of Wuhong, if he insists on saying who is talented and rewards the next one, others really can't say anything more about it.

Unexpectedly, this black blade was a blessing in disguise this time and took a big advantage.

"Let's go, Wu Po. I haven't seen you for many days, let's go to Uncle Fang's place and have a few drinks. ”

Qingji smiled slightly. For Wuhong's obviously biased behavior, he didn't care at all.

He was carrying a mysterious stone snail, and he learned the first five styles of the "Xuanqiao Battle Spectrum". It can really be said that it is a collection of miraculous treasures, and what is the source pill and the source pill are not seen at all.

Even now, after this great battle, Qingji has sensed the source qi of heaven and earth in the void, and is actively trying to resonate with himself.

In front of so many people, Qingji had no choice but to work hard to suppress the fluctuations of his cultivation. Otherwise, if you don't get it right, you will immediately enter the open source four products. Then it was bound to provoke the whole audience again, and Ukhon was furious.

Due to the pressure of the Warrior Hunting Team after half a month, Qingji has now decided to completely abandon all his concerns about the mysterious stone snail. In the future, he will go with the flow and let the martial arts realm break through quickly.

As long as we can maintain this constantly advancing terrifying speed, I believe that the day when we can sweep all the powerhouses of the Spirit Rain Department will definitely not be too far away.

………………

In the mountains and forests in winter, there is a light snow at night. In the early morning, the faint is a layer of silver.

"Whew~~"

Xiaohu cheered and took the lead in running towards the mountain. The snow-white fur was mixed with the snow, and its shadow was barely visible.

Qingji breathed in the crisp air, and followed closely with excitement.

Just ten days had passed, and at this moment, he didn't need to emit source qi fluctuations at all. Just by virtue of the induction of soul power, he already knew that after he woke up from sleep, he had actually advanced again.

"Open source five products!"

What a strange cultivation speed is this? However, for the current Qingji, it is already peaceful.

"Xiaohu, let's dig potatoes!"

Qingji grinned and threw himself into a dense purple shirt forest. Although he didn't use any light body exercises, his strong ** strength was enough to make him soar.

"Wow~~~"

Xiaohu was not to be left behind, and also shot in.

Sweet potatoes are unique to Wusheng Mountain, and it is said that they are born from the essence of the trees in the mountains. After the snow in winter, if you are patient enough, you can always dig some deep in the dense forest.

After this thing is cooked on a charcoal fire, it is not only delicious, but also nourishing the body more than all mountain treasures.

"Wu Po damn, she doesn't seem to be in good spirits lately, so I'll dig some good quality sweet potatoes for her old man to replenish her body."

Qing Ji slowed down in the depths of the dense forest, and looked at the purple shirt trees in front of him one by one.

The taller and stronger the tree, the more likely it is to grow sweet potatoes of excellent quality.

"This is it!"

Qingji chose a particularly tall purple shirt tree, measured it slightly, and stopped about seven steps away from its roots.

Take out a small stone shovel that has already been polished, and dig quickly in the soft and dark earth. Xiaohu rises and falls with his arms, and also jumps left and right on the side, as if to cheer him on.

"This purple shirt forest is so lush that it will definitely breed a lot of sweet potatoes. If you're lucky, you might even be able to run into the purple-shirted king potato! ”

Qing Ji used a little luck, and urged the shovel to dig a large circle around the tree. Soon after, a plump sweet potato the size of a goose's egg was shoveled and flew out of the ground.

"Whew~~~"

Little Tiger screamed for joy.

"Excellent quality. Pity...... It's still not a purple shirt king potato. ”

After Qingji was excited, he had a little regret. The purple shirt tree in front of me is already the tallest one in this forest. There is no purple shirt king potato to be dug up here, but I am afraid that there will be no more in the whole forest.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Suddenly, Qingji looked stunned and looked down at his chest. I saw the white light, which brightened slightly, and then went out again.

"It's a small stone snail! What's wrong with it? ”

Qingji suddenly became nervous. He looked around to make sure that there was no one near and far, and quickly took it out of his chest.

"Hey, it's a little hot!"

The palm of the palm seemed to be lightly pecked by a bird.

"What happened?"

Qingji's face was solemn. Now his rapid promotion in martial arts is all due to wearing this stone snail. In case something unexpected happens, I can't imagine it.

Qingji held the stone snail in his palm and looked left and right, but he was at a loss to understand why it suddenly became hot.

"Woo woo~~~"

Xiaohu didn't know Qingji's anxiety at the moment, and when he saw him dangling around with a stone snail, he thought he wanted to play with himself.

Jumping up violently, he took the stone snail away, and ran away with joy. At the same time, he turned his head with a whining, luring Qingji to chase after him.

"Xiaohu, come back quickly!"

Qingji is in the mood to play with this guy. But the next moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a look of surprise.

"Quick! Little Tiger, run this way! Right! This way...... This ......"

The stone snail followed the little tiger's running, and a ball of light lit up in its mouth. The closer you get to the southeast, the more radiant it becomes.

"Stop, this is ......"

Qingji made a fish leap and threw the little tiger to the ground. Wrapping his arms around its head, he snatched the snail in his hand.

"Why is the snail shining the brightest here, and it becomes darker after a few steps?"

Qingji looked around suspiciously, and the purple shirt trees here were not very tall. But the branches are bent like dragons, and they are all very vigorous, and they are obviously more than 100 years old.

"Huh? The closer you get to the ground, the brighter it gets? Isn't it going to ...... Isn't it the one who guided me to dig the purple shirt king potato? ”

Qingji blessed his soul, and hurriedly put the stone snail back into his arms. With a wave of a small shovel, he dug up the ground where the stone snail shone the most just now.

(End of chapter)