"Hey, it's already very good that you can get some news about the 'Pure Lotus Nether Fire', if you let other alchemists know that you have this kind of news, it is estimated that they will come to you and exchange with you at all costs, and they can even kill people directly," Lei Yan smiled faintly, then returned the fragment to Ye Ming, turning into a small dark blue beam of light and burrowing into Ye Ming's spiritual sea.

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The gentle sunlight shone on the earth, and the huge waterfall rushed hard in the sunlight, and finally turned into a silver horse, like an angry dragon, rushed down to the top of the mountain, and suddenly, the roar resounded through the small valley.

Standing under the waterfall, Ye Ming took a deep breath of moist air, raised his head, and looked at the towering huge waterfall, and couldn't help but feel a little millet in his heart.

In the open space behind Ye Ming, dozens of wooden stakes were inserted, and at a height of only two meters from the wooden stakes, more than a dozen wooden stakes were hung on the high trunks of the trees, and a gust of wind blew, and they suddenly shook around.

Life and death ran out of Ye Ming's spiritual sea again, his body was suspended in mid-air, gray clothes and gray side-by-side short hair fluttering in the air, looking at the dozens of wooden stakes, nodding with satisfaction, staring at Ye Ming with a little ill will, pointing to the wooden stakes, and said with a smile: " Every day at noon in the future, you will have to cultivate here, I will command these suspended gazes to attack you, you must dodge them, when you dodge, you can't take off the barren ruler, and any Yuan power and exercises cannot be used, I have already sealed your strength, speed, and defense to the seventh order of the Yuan Transformation Realm. ”

nodded helplessly, always feeling that as long as there is life and death, I will not be able to live a day of peace no matter what.

Shrugged his shoulders, Ye Ming's toes kicked on the ground, his body was floating a wooden stake elegantly, his hands moved slightly, his long posture was faintly a bit of a superior temperament, and he raised his face to life and death, Ye Ming smiled: "Come, let me see how you make me feel bitter if you engage in these things?"

"Ambitious, let me see how many you can hold onto?" nodded with a smile, and with a wave of the life and death sleeve robe, a gust of wind rushed out from between the sleeve robes, and suddenly, the dozens of wooden stakes suspended in mid-air shook indiscriminately, and immediately separated one and slammed into Ye Ming who was on the stake.

The wooden stake collided, and the faint feeling of oppression made Ye Ming's face slightly solemn, his eyes stared at the wooden stake that was getting closer and closer, his body suddenly bent down, and the wooden stake attached to his body flew dangerously.

Before the bent body had time to get up, another flying shot came, Ye Ming's toes stepped on one of the stakes, and he just wanted to leave the stake, but his face changed suddenly, only to see that the soles of his feet that were stepping on the stake were as if they were stuck by something.

"Grass, stick to my feet, and don't give me the power of the yuan, then the power of my qi and blood, it's always okay!" After muttering a little angrily in his heart, the power of qi and blood in Ye Ming's body was activated, and it quickly spread to the soles of his feet, and with a heavy step again, his feet were finally freed from the shackles, and at the same time, he also dodged the two wooden stakes that came closely.

Ye Ming's qi and blood power has always been running, because his intuition tells Ye Ming that the training of life and death has never been so simple.

Although he dodged this attack, when the rootless stakes collided again, the power of qi and blood quickly dissolved the viscous liquid contaminated on the stumps that had rushed before, and he was agile enough to dodge the five stumps that flew together.

The corners of his mouth looked at Ye Ming with a slight smile, and life and death also stopped the movements in his hand, and said with a smile: "How?"

"You must have done something on the stake, but it's okay, my blood power is running all the time, otherwise, you would have fallen on your path. After smiling slightly, Ye Ming smiled lightly.

"The stake is spit out of ink, every time you move, you must use the power of qi and blood and the yuan force to resolve the stickiness, otherwise, once you don't dodge in time, then you will only have the end of being knocked out of the field, which is why, I don't let you run the yuan force, for the operation of the yuan force, because the principle of the yuan force is almost exactly the same as the underworld force, so I don't have to worry much about the problem that your yuan force will not work, the only thing to worry about is your blood power. ”

"In your previous life, you were in the Underworld Continent, and almost never saw you use the power of qi and blood, so after you have the power of qi and blood now, maybe you are a little unfamiliar with the use of the power of qi and blood, so the exercise I arranged for you this time is to forge your control of the power of qi and blood. Turning around, he pointed to the stake, and said with a smile.

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The rushing waterfall, angrily smashing against the rocks, and the diffuse water vapor shrouded the small valley.

Under the waterfall, a * wearing the upper body, the lower body wearing a pair of slightly tight white trousers, carrying a strange black giant sword, with a solemn face to dodge the attacks of the roaring continuous wooden stakes, occasionally only saw the jump and flash, like a zero-like agility.

It has been nearly a month since Ye Ming came to this small valley, and in this month's time, most of Ye Ming's book swords have been spent on wooden stakes, and for this reason, Ye Ming's body also has a lot of bruises and scars that have been hit by wooden stakes.

Of course, if there is a pay, then the reward will naturally not be less, and now Ye Ming has been able to dodge the simultaneous attack of twelve wooden stakes, which is much better than the ending of almost being hit by five wooden stakes a month ago.

On a boulder pointed out by the wooden stake, life and death sat on the boulder, squinting slightly, looking at the young man who was constantly flexibly dodging in the gap between the twelve wooden stakes in the field, nodded slightly, and the sleeve robe was suspended for a while, and the last three wooden stakes suspended in mid-air were separated again, and then smashed towards Ye Ming angrily.

The sudden attack immediately broke the balance that Ye Ming had seen on the twelve wooden stakes, and the small gap that could only be used was almost blocked by the new one at this moment.

His face was slightly solemn, his eyes stared at the thirteen wooden stakes that came from all directions, and the next moment, the wooden stakes quickly came to his body, and the strong wind pressure made Ye Ming's breathing a little stagnant.

With a deep breath, the power of qi and blood in Ye Ming's body surged, and the strange oblique side of his body dodged the two oncoming wooden stakes.

The arc of the dodge had not been completely suppressed, and Ye Ming's toes slammed on the stake. The figure quickly floated to another wooden stake, and on the side of the head, a huge wooden stake, close to the ear, flew dangerously.

After a month of adaptation, Ye Ming's dodge speed was far from comparable to that before January, and the chain of attacks of the twelve wooden stakes, although they were dangerous and dangerous every time, it was always difficult to hit him.

The wooden stake that passed by, and the oppressive energy brought by it, made Ye Ming's skin hurt, but he didn't dare to turn on the power of qi and blood to protect his body, because Ye Ming knew that as long as his physical body felt pain, then the strength of his physical body could also be improved, and this was the theory that Ye Ming had summed up after living for nearly a hundred years.

The wooden stake passed close to his body, and the twelfth wooden stake was shot tricky, but Ye Ming, who had been prepared for this, rotated slightly on the toes of his feet standing on the stake, and only his toes were buckled on the wooden stake. Suddenly, the entire body was tilted into a strange inclined arc.

"Huh..."The wooden stake was only half an inch away from his body, whistling past, and the sharp strength made Ye Ming grin and take a breath.

When the tail of the twelfth stake left, Ye Ming's face changed suddenly, behind him. It turned out to be an even more rapid burst of energy.

Adapting to the attack of the twelve stakes, it took Ye Ming more than twenty days to master the trajectory of the attack between them, but now the thirteenth root that life and death suddenly joined made him a little helpless.

Feeling the strength that was getting closer and closer, Ye Ming slowly exhaled in his heart, but his eyes suddenly closed at this moment.

With the help of the oppression of energy, in Ye Ming's mind, there was a faint picture of the traces of the wooden stake attacking, in this mind without the law of time, Ye Ming saw the traces of the wooden stake attack and the strength contained in the wooden stake, it was so thorough, as if he knew it well, the best way to dodge it also naturally appeared in Ye Ming's mind.

In the outside world, looking at Ye Ming, who suddenly closed his eyes, the gray eyes of life and death lit up in an instant, and he asked with some surprise: "Can Xiao Yezi already use the power of qi and blood to operate into something similar to soul perception?"

When the wooden stake appeared in Ye Ming's mind, his body was also suddenly twisted strangely, holding his head in both palms, his body fell straight down, and at the moment of falling, the huge wooden stake, against the door, shot past, pressing the wind, making Ye Ming's ears faintly swollen.

Thrillingly dodging the attack of the thirteenth stake, Ye Ming's toes were a little on the stake, his figure shot out sharply, and finally landed firmly on the ground, pulled through his clothes, and put it on his body casually.

With a long exhalation, Ye Ming didn't have time to talk to life and death, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly spread out his right hand.

"Sneer......"