"Master, run slower, run slower. ”

A man who looked like a scholar kept scurrying through the crowd, and the person in his sight was about to disappear at the end, and he shouted hard to stop the gorgeously dressed young man.

"Yugui, why are you so slow, that little girl dares to laugh at me, I will definitely come to the door today and make her look good!!"

The richly dressed boy had a look of indignation on his face, but he stopped and waited for the scholar.

"That's your fiancée, young master, it's not good to break into the door like this....."

The scholar ran up, gasping for breath and said hesitantly.

The young man was full of anger.

"Where does she look like a fiancée, she actually teases me like this, doesn't she look good this time, and thinks that the name of my second son of the Hong family is fake?"

Anyway, he didn't care about the scholar, he just ran towards one place, and the speed was extremely fast.

The appearance of a woman came to mind, purple clothes and glass, green silk hanging cloud temples, a pair of thin eyebrows as slender as willow leaves, eyes like water, but not ruthless, only one sentence: "Hong nerd, don't bother me, unless you become the legendary sword saint, then I am thinking about how to marry you......"

There was a tremor, and all the scenery was blurred.

"Hey, Boy Hong, it's time to wake up!!"

The eyes opened, and a slightly familiar face appeared in front of them.

"Why are you still asleep as a monk, I, a mortal, need to sleep, but you don't need to, let you look at the situation outside here, you are not afraid of death if you fall asleep like this. ”

"If it's some kind of beast, the monk will come and end your life. ”

Ming Bufan looked at the person in front of him suspiciously, his appearance was a little strange.

Wiped away the tears that oozed from the corners of his eyes, and looked around, it turned out that he was still outside this cave.

"Really...... I'm really tired....... I didn't expect to fall asleep. ”

Hong Qing said embarrassedly, throwing everything in his mind.

"After three months of sleeplessness, I think I'm afraid I'm tired, anyway, I can't imagine what it's like to go without sleep. ”

Ming Bufan will rest for a period of time every day, although he will not be much hindered if he does not rest, but he still maintains this habit, which is a symbol of proving that he is still a mortal, and he still rejects some demon in his heart.

"Okay, now that you've rested for the night, let's go, what kind of Guyun Peak, you probably have almost guessed where it is. ”

Ming Bufan's expression is indifferent, in the past three months, he has not been wasted, for the move of "breaking the sky" is also more receptive, the original move "shaking the ground" is also much more powerful, one punch down, one punch as the center, but also can destroy things outside ten zhang, and "breaking the sky" is slightly worse, can only destroy things within three zhang.

He also tried the second part of this secret method, 'Annihilation', which is said in the book to be used only when the dragon's strength is added, and he forcibly carried it, until he accepted the serious injury, and rested for three days before he recovered.

The dragon and tiger steps are also a few points faster, and the load that the body can bear is also much more, and now it is no problem to run a few back and forth at will at a distance of 100 zhang.

In fact, originally, Ming Bufan still wanted to take a good rest, recuperate, and then look for the Lonely Cloud Peak, after all, the pain of refining and transforming vitality before was too unforgettable for him, and the exhaustion of his mind and body had reached a terrible level.

However, just when Ming Bufan was resting, he was really shocked by the madness of Hongqing, almost without a trace of rest, and only spent a few days to break the simple set of exercises he practiced, and successfully cultivated to the Qingyun Jue, which really shocked Ming Bufan, Ming Bufan had read a few Taoist books, among which it was extremely difficult to practice a set of exercises, and if he practiced a set of exercises, it was extremely difficult to abolish them from his body, because it was not enough to use them, but to completely remove the foundation of the exercises from the body, and the mantra that had been proficient to the point of somatic memory had to be forcibly forgotten in the first place。

And sword cultivation has a body sword technique or something like that, which is even more laborious.

And just like this will not shock Ming Bufan, after all, a genius can do this, and what shocked him is that Hongqing is not a genius at all, almost no different from a fool.

He couldn't help but laugh when he first watched it, and Hong Qing was really clumsy when he cast spells.

And with the passage of time, that kind of indomitable will touched Ming Bufan's own heartstrings, and he remembered his father and Qiao'er.

It is also hiding in the cave and constantly practicing this secret method that I have learned, so I have made such progress.

And that Hongqing has already become familiar with the moves to the point that it is much higher than the person who was killed by Ming Bufan before, but his cultivation is not comparable, although there is a reason why the spirit core given by Ming Bufan is too small, after all, the monk's consumption of spirit core is not comparable to Ming Bufan's refining and vitality.

Cultivators must use spiritual cores for cultivation, if they absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it is extremely slow, just like the desolate beast only condensed a spiritual core for decades, and if that spiritual core comes to cultivate, the ordinary spiritual core is only enough to consume a few hours, and the initial level of the spiritual level to cultivate to the intermediate level, to say the least, it needs 1,800 ordinary spiritual cores, and the high level, it has to be increased tenfold.

Although Ming Bufan saw that he worked very hard, and then he killed all the spirit cores of other monks with him, it was still too little, and the total was nearly fifty or so.

"You can show me what the spiritual root looks like, I'm a little curious. ”

Ming Bufan, who was walking in front, turned around and said, after all, people are always interested in what they don't have, and he really wants to know how the spiritual root can consume the spiritual core so violently, you must know that Ming Bufan used to refine the vitality before is only a dozen, this monk's cultivation is really too expensive for him, he has to consume the spiritual core for everything, how can there be so many wild beasts to kill.

"Huh?"

Hong Qing lowered his head and followed silently, Ming Bufan suddenly stopped, he just hit it, and his nose almost crooked.

"Oh, Linggen. ”

It was also like this that he heard Ming Bufan's words, his palms stretched out, his eyes closed slightly, and after just a few breaths, something shaped like a black ball appeared on Hong Qing's palm, looking illusory.

Ming Bufan's brows furrowed, this thing felt a little disgusting.

"Ah, ordinary spiritual roots are not like this......"

Hong Qing saw Ming Bufan's face and immediately explained.

"I am also a monk halfway through, and I got some opportunities to start cultivating, and the general spiritual roots belong to the five elements, until I cultivate in the initial level of the spiritual realm, that is, I turn into a body and appear in the dantian of the abdomen, which can store all kinds of spiritual power. ”

"You don't have to talk about this, I know it myself. ”

He also read some books, and naturally he still knew that the general idea of the spiritual root, for example, in the book of the fire walking spiritual root, it is written that it is like a flame, or a fire beast, and it has a strange shape, but it is not free from fire, and the same is true for others, but I really haven't seen it with my own eyes.

What's more, the spiritual root is transformed out of the body, and if it is attacked by a spell, it will be an instant death.

"You're also a strange, black mess, what's the point?"

Ming Bufan asked with a disgusted face, although this person has a good heart, but this spiritual root seems to be too weak, no wonder the cultivation has always been so low.

"For the time being... Temporarily... Haven't found ..... yet."

Hong Qing had some shame on his face.

Ming Bufan didn't care about him and continued to move forward.

I have already seen the light ahead, and I am about to come out of this ancient forest of red leaves.

Looking at the back that walked a little faster, Hong Qing's expression was suddenly.

"Brother.......

I said something unconsciously, and I was a little stunned.

"What are you doing, are you having a broken brain? Why don't you come along!!"

Ming Bufan heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, the person was still in place, and he immediately scolded.

Hong Qing laughed dumbfoundedly and hurriedly ran to the front.

......................

At the bottom of Bawu Mountain, the seventh ladder - Guyun Peak.

Clouds and mist, rocks and rocks, as far as the eye can see, the nine peaks seem to be stabbed outward from the main body, soaring in the endless sky, each peak is like a slender sword, containing a faint murderous aura.

"Isn't this Yao Chonghua, Yao Gongzi, this is something that your Yao family has always held in your hands, and now you are still afraid of being taken away by others, so it actually appeared on this Guyun Peak that is only the seventh order, it makes me wonder, how can the Shengyao family not even use this little thing in their own house to entertain guests." ”

The black clothes are called blood lines, the body is slender, and there is an unkind smile on his face, if Ming Bufan is here, he must be full of killing intent, this person is the Holy Son of the Demon Sect - Gu Yan.

"Hehe...."

A contemptuous laugh came from above the clouds, and a person stepped out of the clouds, wearing a golden silk white robe, and a white hair tied up as a dragon crown on the top.

"The seven factions of the Demon Sect are divided into three classes, and the idlers who belong to the second class come to my area, although it is not a big deal, but this is not in line with the rules of my master's family, so I came to see, and the things that were entertained were also to see the people coming, if the Holy Son of the Demon Sect came, the small objects here can also be, but you, the second-class Lust Sect Holy Son, are a little less, so you have to give some mountain fruits to taste them all. ”

"You !!"

Gu Yan's eyes widened, this was really angry with him, he had always wanted to enter the Demon Sect, but if so, with his qualifications, he could not get the position of the Holy Son, and the resources were much less than now, so he had no choice but to choose the third sect of the Demon Sect Lust Sect, and he had no choice but to be a Holy Son to get a chance, so he came here to find a chance, otherwise, he could only be so inferior to others in his life.

Therefore, now Yao Chonghua's words really poked his pain, and he now found that Yao Chonghua's cultivation was different from what he had seen some time ago, and he had already reached the initial level of the Sky Realm, and if he faced it, he would be defeated, so he was suddenly speechless.

The uncomfortable feeling that he couldn't say but couldn't beat appeared in his heart for the second time, before that Ling Tian even wanted to kill him, fortunately, there was the Holy Master's order, and now another one came out, I originally thought it was just equal to myself, but now when I look at it, my heart is uncomfortable.

"Can't be provoked, can't I still leave?"

Gu Yan had no choice but to think so, and turned around at any time, and immediately this mountain peak went to another peak at the end of the clouds.

"Oh, why did you leave like this? This is the main peak of the inheritance, and I want you to wait for me to come out and treat you to some mountain fruits....."

Gu Yan ignored the ridicule behind him, drove away on the clouds, and secretly ruthless in his heart, wanting to kill the other party.

"Alas, this lonely peak is really the opposite of the name, and I seem to be lonely with this. ”

Yao Chonghua landed on the top of the peak, looked around, and pretended to sigh.

Through the clouds, the nine swords are sharp, and this one is in the center, and the clouds and mist are drifting, and there is an indescribable taste.