It has been learned from the secret cultivator who is guarding the Holy Mountain that Xiangsi Feiyu's group was assassinated by the Mingfeng Sect's judgment Xiu Yiluka, although they have escaped the danger, but it is difficult to predict whether they can complete the game under serious injuries. Looking at the other two genius teenagers not far away, 'Ya Gongzi' Long Yu? Cang Lang shook the fan lightly and was still elegant and calm, and the 'Poison Boy' stood proudly opposite each other under the indifferent gaze, the Dragonse Empire did not have the 'Fire Boy' Xiang Si Feiyu, I don't know who could compete with these two genius boys who had already been in the limelight in the first stage of the competition.

In the distance, several vague black shadows moved on the steep hillside, slowly getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain, the figure became clearer and clearer, the handsome young man headed by the staggered pace was very difficult, but he was trying to climb up, a handsome beautiful girl next to him looked happy, and he was jumping up and down, and from time to time he also supported the boy next to him.

A fat man behind him, panting and sweating profusely, every step is like taking off a layer of skin, and finally dragging a dry boy, shaking his hands and walking lazily at the end.

Looking at these few young boys and girls who were gradually approaching, Chu Tianya's originally slightly frowning brows suddenly unfolded, the hidden worries in his eyes were swept away, and he couldn't help but have a hint of approval between his eyebrows, worthy of being the true cultivation genius of the Xiangsi family for five hundred years, and he could still break through after being so seriously injured. The group finally walked to the top of the mountain, and the handsome young man slowly pulled out the five scrolls inserted in his waist and handed them to a black fire academy cultivator who came over, and suddenly felt a gaze looking at him, and looked sideways inexplicably, but saw an uninhibited and chic face.

Silently looking back at the distance and indescribable mood at this moment, all the cultivators of the Dragonser Empire are praising the 'sub-sage' Chu Tianya as the most qualified heir to inherit the empty mantle of the Holy Lord Ape, and at the same time, he is also the most generous high cultivator in the entire Black Fire Academy.

The dry boy gasped and walked up to the top of the mountain, as if he had lifted the burden from his body, and let out a long stretch. Ouch cried out, 'Oops, finally to the top of the mountain!' I've walked more mountain roads in the past few days than I have walked this year. A middle cultivator walked over slowly, looked down at the four scrolls inserted in his body, and asked:

"You're alone!"

Naturally, I saw this dry boy and the other three people walking up one after the other. Of course, I also know that they can't be a group, and what is even more confusing is how this dry boy of a foreign teacher walks with a few noble royal disciples! This dry boy dragged out his voice and changed his voice, and he also attracted another person, who had already learned from the mouth of the dark cultivator that there was a Mingfeng Sect boy fighting with Iruka, and now the four of them were all the way back. It seems that the relationship between the party and the party is not bad, and unconsciously, Chu Tianya is also more curious about this kid

"He's always been a man, and he's an orphan without us monkeys!"

Xiang Si Ce stood next to him and laughed loudly, coming to the top of the mountain, this is his territory, and the monks of the Black Fire Academy on this mountain are his right-hand men, so naturally there is no need to be afraid of this kid when he has a backstage.

"Stupid pig, can you go up the mountain without me!"

Dole was not convinced, when he was afraid of whom today, as soon as he came to the top of the mountain and came down safely, the two boys who looked down on each other began to fight again. Xiang Si Ce was speechless for a while. This is a fact, and besides, he is stupid, pursed his lips, snorted coldly, hugged his chest with both hands, raised his fat head, and ignored Dore. Dole snorted coldly, clasped his hands on his chest and raised his dry head to ignore Xiang Si Ce.

"Brother Dole."

"Brother Dole."

Two anxious calls came almost at the same time, Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wushu came out of nowhere, ran in front of Dole in a few big steps, Zhou Shen came to a big bear hug, Zhen Wushu opened his big hand from behind Zhou Shentong and hugged the two of them again, the excitement of the two was simply higher than the sky.

"Brother Dole, I'll just say, your kid has a big life. It's going to be fine. Zhou Shentong shouted excitedly, this young man and Dole actually had a relationship for a few days.

It turned out that it was already a day or two after the two woke up, and when they woke up, they were gone, and the two had decided to go down the mountain. But I was a little unwilling to give up like this, so I decided to try my luck and see if I could grab the scroll again. So the two continued to search all the way to the top of the mountain, and as time progressed, the more powerful the group remained, the two were injured a little and one less person did not dare to shoot easily, and they did not fight at the end of the game, and they did not grab a scroll but marched to the vicinity of the top of the mountain.

So the two decided to simply go straight up the mountain. Join in the fun to see those people who have entered the second stage of the competition, and there are companions when they go down the mountain, so as not to be lonely and bored when they go down the mountain, but I didn't expect to see my lost brother here.

Dole was hugged by the two of them for a while, his chest was pressed and he almost couldn't breathe, and he screamed 'You guys suffocated me, I'm about to lose my breath', the two let go of their hands after they were excited, Zhou Shentong looked at Dole to see if he was injured, and inadvertently saw the four scrolls inserted in the green and faint 'Divine Dragon Whip' on his waist.

His eyes widened and his voice trembled, thinking that he had looked away:

"Little brother, you grabbed four scrolls!"

Dol nodded, still looking indifferent, Zhen Wushu heard Zhou Shentong's trembling voice, followed his gaze and looked down, and at a glance, it was almost the same trembling as Zhou Tong's expression:

"Little brother, you grabbed four scrolls!"

Dole frowned and simply kept nodding his head, muttering in his heart, "Why did these two old boys become so wordy, don't you have good eyes!" Ask several times. ’

"Ahh 'Little brother, you are truly my god! Zhou Shentong screamed wildly, "Little brother, you are really my father!" Zhen Wushu reveled, "Oh my God, I'm really going to be suffocated!" Dole roared.

"Alright, alright, don't scream, ghost crying wolf." The middle cultivator who came over finally got impatient, and opened his voice and shouted, this guy's voice was too rampant, and his voice couldn't suppress it. Zhou Shentong and Zhen Wushu had to let go of their hands, and Dol kept panting, which was more tired than going up the mountain.

"Give me the scroll!" Nazhong Xiu shouted.

Dole pulled out the scroll and stuffed it into his hand, and finally threw off the burden, Zhong Xiu took the scroll and shouted:

"Your group has passed, let's go."

Zhou Shentong. Zhen Wushu and the two of them stretched out a hand and put it on Dole's shoulder, and walked forward with Dole swaggering, with the posture of a victor, walking past Xiang Sice. Dole stuck out his tongue and grimaced at him, "Didn't you say I'm alone, look at this is my brother!" Xiang Si Ce naturally understood what he meant, and grimaced at Dole.

Xiang Si Zhixin saw it in his eyes, and smiled lightly with his cherry red mouth. Amused by the trio, he saw Dole walking farther and farther away, and shouted at his back:

"See you on the battlefield, Dore!"

Completely ignoring the eyes cast by the monks around them, the scene of the two running and chasing on the battlefield shocked the hundreds of monks and thousands of spectators present, and now this pair of young men and women is famous and well-known, although I don't know what the name is. Anyway, the appearance must not be forgotten. Knowing the heart and shouting it is not clear, see you on the battlefield, do you want to continue to run long distances on the battlefield!

When the monks heard it in their ears and saw it in their eyes, they couldn't help but laugh again.

The cold winter rain floated in the sky above the 'City of Firelight', and before I knew it, it had entered the early winter season, and the winter rain on the mountain of the 'Holy Heaven Fire Land Mountain', accompanied by the fire that would never be extinguished, fell on the cold faces of countless Black Fire Academy monks. Monks in robes walked through the dense forests of the mountains. Braving the bitter cold winter rain, he searched for every fallen wounded.

The first stage of the competition is over, and one by one, the scattered cultivators of the Five Sects who are still unconscious are constantly carried down by the monks of the Black Fire Academy who have cleaned up the battlefield, and some may never wake up, inside a huge tent at the foot of the mountain. In the painful ** sound, the blood was filled, and every loose cultivation that was carried was piled up here, waiting for treatment.

This was the Intermediate Cultivation Competition, which considered the strength of the young monks of each sect, and unsurprisingly evolved into a battlefield of killing.

The bitter winter rain fell on a wide street, and the street was originally full of traffic under the bitter light and cold rain. At this moment, a fierce figure jumped out of a remote corner of the street, and leaped in a few big steps to the door of the deep courtyard of a mansion, with a huge flaming red horizontal plaque above the vermilion gate, and four big black characters on the horizontal plaque 'Prince Zhong's Mansion'.

The fierce figure leapt over the tall courtyard wall and disappeared into the dim fiery sky. In a big room in the palace, Prince Xiang Sitai paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and the fierce figure stood in front of him, and after walking a few laps, Xiang Sitai stopped and looked at the man, and the corners of his mouth were still smiling:

"Could it be that this Xiang Si Feiyu has a noble person to help him, last time it was Feng Yang, and this time it is a dry boy from the Mingfeng Sect, and this kid can also do magic skills, Iruka, don't you think this is outrageous!"

"That's the case, I don't want to argue too much." Iruka muttered.

"For the sake of the credit that you found Feng Yang's whereabouts and knocked down the stumbling block of Xiang Sixue for me, I will not pursue this mistake, you can't stay in this place anymore, you go to Dieter Island!" Xiangstei said coldly.

"Dieter Island! Isn't that Xiangsixue's territory? Iruka looked up and looked at Xiangste in horror.

"After this mid-level training trial, Dieter Island will be our territory, and this place is rich in gold mines, you have to show me more closely." Xiang Sitai turned around and sat back on the hollow carved red camphor chair, and said lightly, he had long been interested in the gold mine on Dit Island, half of the gold of the empire was produced on this island, and he had to bring down Xiang Sixue, and this gold mine was also one of the reasons.

"Yes, Prince." Iruka clasped her hands together and replied in a deep voice.

The old man was in his thatched hut again, bending over in front of the brand-new Dan furnace, throwing in a herb for a while, and spitting out a cloud of wind in a big gulp, and the flames burning under the Dan furnace surged up a lot. Through a boring hole in the shape of a window on the Dan furnace, the pills in the Dan furnace are like dust floating in the wind, tumbling up and down in the Dan furnace.

Suddenly, the black elixir, under the scorching flame, there seemed to be a slight change, the change of color, there seemed to be a little purple gold luster on the black, the white old man squinted like a mouse-like faint old eyes, looking at this strange phenomenon actually flashed a surprised gaze, the dim old eyes became bright, as if seeing the dawn of the sun in the dark night, one hand raised to the chest and erected two fingers, chanting words seemed to be reciting some strange trick.

Suddenly, a large mouth erupted a flame again, the golden flame, floating into the Dan furnace from the borehole, for a while, the black Dan furnace was overflowing with golden light, and the house was full of glory, the best in the fire of the 'Golden Yuan Divine Fire' was the holy fire that all the alchemists in the entire continent dreamed of, and the 'Golden Yuan Divine Fire' was not because of how strong his power was, but that this divine fire could change the essence of the refined pill, and it was a necessary element for refining the divine pill.

If the alchemists are divided into the lower, middle, upper, and top four orders, the alchemists who can cast the 'Golden Yuan Divine Fire' must be among the top ranks, and they can't imagine that they are crazy all day long, and they only know that the obscene old man who brags nonsense is actually the top alchemist in the Black Dragon Continent.

The black elixir tumbling in the golden fire was like a new life, and the purple gold luster burst out, looking so magnificent and colorful, like a divine pearl given by God. Countless small pills gradually condensed in the tumbling, and gradually fused into a purple gold elixir the size of a big finger and thumb under the scorching of the 'Golden Yuan Divine Fire'.

After refining for an hour like this, it seemed that it was done, the obscene old man exhaled heavily, his wrinkled and withered eyes closed silently, looking extremely tired, refining this elixir consumed all his strength, and he didn't know how long it would take to recover. After a while, he opened his withered old eyes again, stretched out an old hand like a bark pimple, slowly opened the Dan cover, put it down, and then stretched the palm of his hand to the mouth of the furnace, and the corners of his mouth were light again, and the purple gold pill floating in the Dan furnace actually floated up and fell to the palm of his hand.

The old man grasped the elixir tightly, and slowly walked to the eye-catching large wooden cabinet in the corner of the house, this large wooden cabinet was frustrated, first smashed by the Dan furnace, and then slashed by Dol Yizhen, and now it is still standing in the corner of the wall majestically, looking at the vicissitudes of the life of this gray old man. Open the cabinet door, stand on tiptoe and take out a small wooden box from the top of the large wooden cabinet, the small vermilion wooden box is half the size of a palm, the loss of time is more antique, and the slightly dull luster is an indescribable heaviness.

Gently opened the lid of the box, trembling slightly put the Zijin elixir into the small wooden box, a slightly trembling hand was careful but could not hide the excitement, it seemed that the years of his life were to refine this elixir. Closing the lid of the box, he did not put the small wooden box into the wooden cabinet, but put it into his bosom with a slight tremble. Rustling, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and the cottage dragon shook his head and jumped into the thatched house, stepping into the house and whining at the old man's back.

The old man turned his head to look at the little dragon, and when he was busy, he disappeared the little dragon, but after he was busy, he ran in, the old man, who has always been weird and funny, didn't pretend to be weird today, and didn't blow his beard and stare at his eyes as usual, maybe he was really tired, and asked lightly:

"Xiaolong, what's the matter?" (To be continued.) )