Three days

The past three days have been like chickens flying and dogs jumping for Tianlongmen, and a series of evil deeds in Mountain Thirteen have been exaggerated to the point that everyone shouts and beats them.

The person who took the lead was the young monk, but he was a very talented person, not only the second disciple of the sect leader Yun Potian, but also the glorious title of a second-grade alchemist.

The second-grade alchemist can be regarded as the number one person in the entire Central Continent, and he doesn't know who the sect master of Tianlongmen is, but if he doesn't know the second-grade alchemist Zhou Bingxian, then he will be a scumbag.

It was the strong appeal of the alchemist that was perfectly reflected, and most of the disciples, especially the female disciples, joined the ranks of the thirteen mountains one after another.

At this moment, in the beast blood pool, there is an old man and a young man drinking a little wine with taste, and the two of them are talking nonsense from all over the world, it is Shan Thirteen and Elder Dou Weixin.

"Uncle Shi, this mental loss fee has not been calculated, just take out a few beast flames, your nephew and I will consider ourselves unlucky if we suffer a little loss. Shan 13 looked at Dou Weixin with a smile on his face, and blamed him for the third girl's plot.

"Beast Flame, still delusional about a few Beast Flames, you think that Beast Flames are flowers and plants on the side of the road, picked casually, hum!"

Dou Weixin's stomach was full of anger, and he hated Zhao Yuqing's three girls in his heart, and even more hated the dead-skinned Shan Thirteen in front of him, but he was eaten to death by him, just because the good wine in Shan Thirteen's hands was too tempting.

"Who asked you to hide from me that the essence blood of the phoenix deer beast contains an aphrodisiac effect!"

Shan 13 shook the wine jug in his hand, this was still a good wine given by the boss of Supreme Fang City, in order to get the favorite beast flame, he paid most of the price of soft grinding and hard brewing, and Dou Weixin opened his mouth.

"There are ten major beast flames in the beast flame list, which are the most sought after by alchemists, and one of them, the Blue Pupil Horned Ox, happens to be produced in our Central Continent, and it is in the hands of the first major faction, the Qiankun Sect. ”

When Shan Thirteen heard this, his face changed sharply, in this way, he didn't expect to get it, how could the things of the Qiankun Gate let himself be touched, especially the ten beast flames sought after by alchemists.

Dou Weixin glanced at Shan Thirteen, flicked the empty cup and said, "But it's ......"

gradually knew that Dou Weixin's Shan Thirteen immediately knew that things were still going to turn around, and he took the trouble to start again and again, and finally got the answer he wanted.

Qiankun Gate controls the Qingtong Horned Cow Colony, but in the ordinary Horned Cow Population, there are actually some individuals whose bloodline has awakened, and these wild individuals are actually even more precious for beast flames.

There are ordinary herds of horned oxen in the Evil Eye Mountains, but it is unknown whether they awaken or not, it is all up to personal chance, because there are too many people who covet this beast flame.

With the painful experience of being ambushed and encircled by the Hundred Swords Gate last time, this time Shan Thirteen made full preparations for his outing, and the ancient remains obtained from the blue ribbon were all re-refined.

In the past, refining relied on bone engraving, which belonged to the simplest outline. At this time, it was added to the refining of soul fire, but the effect achieved was not as simple as one plus one, this was the real refining bone talisman.

Although the soul fire is only a little bit, but the control of the bones is three points, Shan Thirteen firmly believes that as long as the soul fire reaches the realm of the first grade, the power of the bone talisman will be doubled, and even the long-awaited bone weapon will be refined, and even the natal bone weapon will be refined.

Soul fire also has grades, this is a standard for alchemists to advance, according to the definition of the standard, Shan Thirteen sadly found that the soul fire that he was proud of was still a tasteless existence.

Zhou Bingxian is a second-grade alchemist, and the soul fire is naturally a second-grade soul fire, if the soul fire is simply competed, Shan Thirteen will suffer a big loss, if it is not for the ice light osteitis congenital strength, the other party only has a beast flame, and it is still unknown who will kill the deer.

The strength of the alchemist's soul was obviously beyond Shan Thirteen's expectations, and the last time he dealt with the Great Elder of the Hundred Swords Sect, if he dealt with Zhou Bingxian, he was afraid that it would be the life of the backlash.

The "Optimus One Sword" joined forces by the disciples of the Hundred Swords Sect, Zhou Bingxian's soul fire, is like two mountains deeply pressing on Shan Thirteen's body, what the old sloppy said is not false at all, he is still a little tender, he seems to be extremely strong, but in fact he is vulnerable, and the foundation is too weak.

His talent is not outstanding, and his cultivation is not very hard, and the reason why he has achieved something is all the gospel that bone cultivation has brought to him: golden frontal bones, ten thousand bones evergreen tricks, ecstasy and bone touching techniques, phantom bone techniques, how many times to save himself and danger, otherwise he would have turned into a wisp of dead soul and returned to the arms of the king of Hades.

"I'm just a little person!"

Shan 13 had to face a reality, even after experiencing a few collisions of hearts, he also shouted out his heart. I want to become stronger, I want to protect the sect and my relatives and friends, and even yearn for the existence that destroys everything in the starry sky, all this is just a natural feeling, and there is no sense of crisis and survival like now.

"Yes, I'm just a little person, but I have a heart against the sky, I want to break the shackles on my body and reach the other side of my heart!"

Suddenly, such a sonorous and powerful oath flashed in Shan Thirteen's heart, as if his soul had received a profound baptism, as if there was something wrong, but it was indeed his true thoughts.

The nervous Shan 13 didn't pay attention to it, but focused on the message given by Dou Weixin, hoping that he would gain something.

Otherwise, you can only collect some ordinary beast flames, which will greatly reduce the speed of your soul fire advancement, which will then affect your bone cultivation and affect your speed of advancing to the foundation building stage.

As a seed player participating in the continental alliance conference, Lao Sloppy still revealed an important message, in view of the weakness of the overall strength of the Central Continent, the Xiuzhen Realm Alliance gave a rich reward, not only the selected monks gained fame and fortune, but also the sect behind him will also receive attention and support.

This time the Continental League Conference is not only a matter of face for the competition, but a big issue related to one's own life and death, and whether the inheritance of the sect can be continued.

In the Evil Eye Mountain Range, it is only barely comparable to the forces of Baijianmen, Sanhumen, and Huangyanzhai, if it is placed in the entire Middle Continent, it is a small thing, and if one accidentally knocks down the hands of a first-class sect, there is only a dead end.

His gaze could not be limited to the small border of the Middle Continent, but looked at the entire Xiuzhen Realm, and even the entire Tianxiang Continent, where it should be.

Taking advantage of the night, Mountain Thirteen quietly left the sect, and did not need to go through the mountain protection array, but a secret passage forbidden by the back mountain, which was still the information obtained from Wang Huaili, of course, there are more old and sloppy people who know about it now.

By daybreak, he had already walked more than three hundred miles, hired a carriage, and went straight to the basket mountain where the horned cattle herd was.