A month and a half later, Yan San woke up from the bird's nest.

The world in front of me was clear again, and the seventh soul circuit opened. The interweaving of souls may even involve the fight of souls, Yan San still didn't make up his mind, and just subconsciously impacted the soul circuit. Yan San hit the seventh circuit, which took a month and a half, and finally broke through today.

There is still half of the remaining soul sand, and the first soul also has nine rounds of speech, is it to impact the ninth circuit, or to keep the soul sand as the reserve energy of the Lethe formation? Yan San frowned and hesitated. He is not a perfectionist, if he can, when the seventh circuit is formed, Yan San is ready to step into the second order of soul condensation, but soul condensation needs a large amount of soul element support, this is the need to absorb external energy, soul sand is useless. If there is a spiritual object like Snow Jade Swallow that can provide a stable and huge amount of soul element, it may be able to achieve it overnight, but now it can only be helpless.

Speaking of soul sand, it is the same as soul element, it is also a kind of soul energy, but the difference between the two is huge, soul sand is like porridge water, soul element is like rice, and the soul condensation level is to fill the stomach of the hungry ghost, the quality of porridge water is not as good as rice, and if you die, you are still hungry. However, the consumption in the soul sea can be compensated for by the soul sand, Yan San is like this, and so is the Heavenly King Xiang.

Yan San calculates the time, if he can hit the ninth circuit within three months, he can still rush back to Nanfeng Town for the New Year, he was abandoned in Xiaoxi Street during the lunar month, and the second day happened to be the first day of the new year, so every year the New Year is his birthday. Yan Popi has a naïve idea: if he can't solve the enemy before the year, the father and mother of Xiaoxi Street will not be able to celebrate the New Year in Jiuquan. And revenge, stalking, what can be solved at the age of seventeen, don't stay until the age of eighteen. After the New Year, Yan San will be eighteen, and in Datang, eighteen years old is adulthood.

Luo Luo has not woken up yet, his body has grown several times, and now it is the size of a house cat, every day Yan San wakes it up, and then feeds it a few catties of good lean meat, and sleeps after eating, without heart and lungs. Yan San was a little worried, but Luo Luo's soul fluctuation told him that everything was fine. Maybe the four fruits are spoiled?

Yan San ate some meat, replenished his energy, and then sank into the soul sea again.

It's very tiring to do the same thing all the time every day, impacting the soul circuit is obviously a monotonous but can't be distracted, there are a lot of twists and turns in the circuit, you must find the right direction, otherwise the soul sand will be consumed in vain and wasted. After more than a month of impact loops, Yan San found another way to improve his strength and improve his martial arts.

There are a lot of exercises attached to the Heavenly King Jue, and most of Yan San is just a beginner, and he doesn't know who to ask for advice. But now the situation has changed, not to mention other martial arts for the time being, the Bodhisattva has three ready-made masters who are in the Lethe River, who cannot be spoken, but can teach by example, and can observe and imitate the battle process thousands of times, which is equivalent to three masters who are practicing all the time.

The Heavenly King who is proficient in the capture of the heavens, the Heavenly King who is proficient in the great madness of heaven and earth, and the Heavenly King who is proficient in human slaughter.

In Lethe, as long as Yan San Cave opens the portal, and then casts the soul attraction technique, there will naturally be dead souls who wake up from their slumber and fight Yan San. Since Yan San was still in the initial soul stage, the power and scope of the soul attraction technique were very limited, at most, he could only attract the dead souls of the first and second order strength, and he just tried his hand, and when he was in danger, he escaped against the soul wall.

Now Yan San mainly follows the capture to learn the heavens to capture, observing for a period of time, Yan San found that the Bodhisattva has no rules on the surface, in fact, there is still a context to follow, the heavens capture is the foundation, you must be proficient in the opponent's weakness, body structure, what kind of reaction will occur when blowing, etc., just like Yan San's previous unloading work.

And the Great Demon of Heaven and Earth is a fearless, the momentum of Heaven and Earth does not exist, it seems to be a mad demon, but in fact, the parts of the hand are exquisite, carefully figured out, all are the basic extension of the heavens to capture, just like Yan San's previous cattle slaughter work, knowing where to go is the premise, but also have the courage to see the blood, the core of the Heaven and Earth Great Madness Demon Exercise is courage and momentum.

Human slaughter is the final condensation of the first two techniques, simplifying the complex, treating the enemy like dirt and the enemy like a machine: voyeurism, death, and the cycle repeats...... People slaughter people, but in fact, they don't treat the enemy as a human being at all, and pigs and dogs are not as good.

When Yan San was immersed in the sea of souls and figuring out the Bodhisattva Barbarian, Luo Gui just got down from the bed and drank the second bowl of dark medicinal juice today.

Qingfeng Mingyue Sect is not as light and breezy as the name of the sect, and the "Seven Sons of Qingfeng" in Nanfeng Town At this time, Gou Fei died, Luo Gui was seriously injured, and the miscellaneous disciple Li Kai was not seriously injured, in fact, the Qingfeng Mingyue Sect did not care very much, the sect miscellaneous servants were as many as dogs, and the outer courtyard was everywhere, even the true disciples could be lifted from the bottom to the top at any time, as long as they had the ability to support the face of the sect, the means were not in the hearts of the elders of the sect, just as Qu Chengfeng sighed, the cultivation of the Qingfeng Mingyue Sect, but the weak eat the strong, which is the Yuan, the cultivation is all treacherous, and the means are strong.

This is exactly what Luo Gui is worried about, it doesn't matter if he dies, but the murderer has never been caught, and he has broken the face of the sect, if he can't have an explanation, the true inheritance he has worked hard for many years may not be guaranteed. And he was seriously injured, which really added fuel to the fire.

Baili Zhan's physical cultivation is close to the fourth-order strength, and that palm sprays thin savings and has endured for many years, how can it be so easy to suffer? Luo Gui was knocked into the dust at that time, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was dug out from under the masonry by Ma Biao. Four ribs were broken, one of which pierced into the lungs, the left leg was broken, the spine was cracked in six places, the internal organs were also concussed and lacerated to varying degrees, and there were countless internal and external injuries in other parts of the body, just like a tattered doll that was rubbed and beaten by a child for a day and a night.

After waking up after a day in a coma, Luo Gui finally picked up his life. Yuan Xiu, who had reached the third order, was actually very difficult to die, and this kind of injury would have been curable for ordinary people for a long time, so he instructed Ma Yang to take his bag, and there were two life-saving elixirs that he had asked for from his cheap master, Zhenyi Pill, and poured it down, Luo Gui suddenly coughed violently.

The box where the real pill was stored was still there, and the medicinal fragrance was still there, but the pill was gone.

"Who took my bag?" Luo Gui gasped and hissed to Ma Yang, who was serving him.

"Your bag didn't command, no one dared to move, last time Senior Brother Gou Fei didn't know the taboo, touched it, and was slapped by you and lay in bed for half a month, we all remember, how dare you commit a taboo again." Ma Yang lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice.

Luo Gui's face turned pale and said, "Call Ma Biao in, I have something to ask him." Ma Yang's eyes flashed and he went out.

After a while, Ma Biao came in expressionlessly, and said coldly to Luo Gui, who was staring at him, "What do you command?"

Luo Gui only stared at him, and only after half a sound did he say, "Did you move my bag?"

Ma Biao looked at the mess that fell on the bed, and then looked at Luo Gui's face like a dead man, and said, "I see that my senior brother is seriously injured, and I want to help you find medicine for the injury. 』

Luo Gui's dark color tightened, and he asked urgently, "Did you find it?"

"I don't know where my brother hid, but there was a medicine box inside, but unfortunately it was empty. 』

"You fart!" Luo Gui was furious, no longer had the slightest gentlemanly demeanor, the green tendons on his face collapsed, and his light and light expression was completely distorted and deformed, and he threw a palm on Ma Biao's face in anger.

With a snap, Ma Biao did not dodge or dodge, he received a hard palm, and his eyes were burning. At this time, the Lingyuan deliberately encouraged by Ma Biao was shocked, and he slammed it on the bed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, bright red and black, and only relieved his breath after half a ring.

"You're very good, Senior Brother Ma, you're fine!" Luo Gui finished vomiting blood, suddenly smiled, and said: "The pill is Xu I was careless, where did I lose it, I bothered the senior brother to bring someone to help me find it, it was I asked from the Seventh Elder to save the lives of a few senior brothers, below the third order, multiple internal injuries can be healed in three days, the murderer who killed Senior Brother Gou and the Yuanren helper, Senior Brother is afraid that he will not be able to deal with it, if he finds the pill, send it to me as soon as possible, several senior brothers will be together, maybe there is still some certainty......

Ma Biao's eyebrows flickered, and he replied in a clay carving wood sculpture: "Senior brother only cares about recuperating from his injuries, I heard Luo Renyi say that the Blood Clothes Guard's 'Blood and Fire Killing' has already arrived in Nanfeng Town, so I don't think I need to let my senior brother work anymore." It's been so long since I've been in the sect, and it's time for a few junior brothers to make some contributions, so senior brothers can rest assured that they are recuperating from their injuries. 』

Luo Guichang exhaled, as if he was going to vomit out all his life, and still said with a smile: "Then I can rest assured, there are some golden tickets here, and the junior brother will use them to deal with daily expenses, and by the way, I will bring some medicine for internal injuries to the senior brother." 』

30,000 golden tickets, the income of Nanfeng Town this time, was handed over to Ma Biao by Luo Gui. Ma Biao held the golden ticket, his eyes flickered, and finally he smiled rarely, and said, "Senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother, and this generosity is beyond my reach. 』

Luo Gui waved his hand, Ma Pu and Ma Yang retreated, and the room darkened.

The golden ticket is a fortune, and the value of the true pill is even higher than the golden ticket, and now that the pill is "lost", there is no hope for the strength to recover, and the golden ticket will have to change its owner sooner or later, so it is better to throw it out early to gain a little sympathy. Luo Gui's face was gloomy, his eyes flashed with resentment, and he was still smiling on his face, looking free and easy.

Luo Gui hung half-dead with a sigh of relief, and the foundation of spiritual cultivation made him live tenaciously, maybe rotten into the mud, or maybe he turned over once. Three bowls of medicinal juice a day are exchanged for 30,000 golden tickets, and ordinary blood transfusion and activation prescriptions can not cost one-tenth of the money even if they are drunk for 30 years.

The medicinal juice was bitter in the mouth, with a rusty taste, Luo Gui drank it all in one gulp, and sat in the dark to breathe silently, although he knew that the meridians were intermittent and could not be practiced at all, so he could relieve some of the pain.

"Who?" Luo Gui asked lightly, his hand on an ordinary dagger, and the black ring ruler sword was undoubtedly borrowed by Ma Biao's junior brother, in order to 'hunt down the murderer'.

"Well, you can still be so vigilant, you are worthy of being a true disciple. In the darkness, a low female voice sounded a little hoarse, languid, soft, with a hint of wildness, like a female leopard whispering.