"Which grandson is so lacking in virtue? Lao Tzu just peed, and the mount was remembered!"

There was an angry shout from behind him, Xiang Yan ignored it and rode away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Previously, outside the Heavenly Wolf Mountain, after parting ways with the senior brothers and sisters of Hefeng Valley, Xiang Yan went on the road briskly alone.

When he walked to the side of the road, he happened to see a foal in front of him pacing leisurely but there was no one around, he didn't say a word, jumped up and clamped the horse's belly and went straight to Huailiu Town, never thought that the foal had a master.

At this time, the person who was chasing after him, with a bear on his back and a broadsword on his back, had no face clear for a long time.

"I'm sorry, Wind Valley Tavern in Huailiu Town!"

Xiang Yan can't manage so much, and the eagerness to go to Huailiu Town is better than the long-distance traveler who is like an arrow.

He was preoccupied with the Sophora Aging Brew in the Wind Valley Tavern, the Blood King Pill of the Old Pharmacist, and the ancient spirit detective but the pitiful Xiao Shuxi.

The magical town that allowed monks to make a pilgrimage, Xiang Yan had been longing for a long time, and he still had to fulfill the promise he had made.

"I don't know what the outside world is like......

It had been several months since he escaped from the Niwa mine, and he didn't know if the anger of the Jiang Yu and Bai clans against him had been diluted by the passage of time, and whether the pursuit and manhunt of the eight clans of Cangguo had subsided.

This was his only concern when he re-entered the red dust.

When the sunset was slanting and the sunset was in the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun stained the sky with blood red, and one person and one rode at a gallop, unconsciously coming to a valley.

The valley is a pool of blue lakes, shallows everywhere, white mist is misty, fish and birds frolic, very warm and beautiful.

After continuing to rush and it was getting late, Xiang Yan simply stayed here to rest and wash away the dust.

Under the sunset, the blue waves in the lake are sparkling, and the half-meter spirit fish is swimming freely, and the golden scales are shining brightly, which is very dazzling.

"Eating meat and drinking blood for a few months, and drinking fish soup is not bad!"

Xiang Yan was ** in his mouth, his eyes were bright, he rolled up his animal skin sleeves and rolled up his trouser legs and pounced straight in.

After removing the mud, sweat and blood, when he got up, he was a handsome and sturdy young man, and the lonely scattered people in the mountains were no more.

With an angular face, a tall posture, a masculine and upright body, and a solemn and clean manner, compared with the skinny and weather-beaten body of the past, they are already like two people.

The evening breeze is light, the depths of the mountains and forests roar sharply, and the rumbling is not stopped, but the valley is full of fish fragrance, and the misty white smoke rises.

"What a rich spirit!" By the lake, Xiang Yan exclaimed!

In front of you, the soup is fragrant and rich, and the aroma in the valley is rich and difficult to dissolve, which makes people intoxicated, and the color of water and milk is mouth-watering.

Xiang Yan's eyes became brighter and brighter, he caught four big fish, and picked a lot of old mountain medicines along the way, this big pot of fish soup is no longer a simple stomach delicacy, but a furnace of cultivation medicine that is extremely rich in qi and blood essence.

Fresh and smooth in the mouth, suddenly, the sleeping taste buds completely bloom and wake up, as if every pore is breathing, trying to suck and breathe in the overflowing fragrance.

Even the Tailing Que Sword, which sealed the sea of blood, was also full of joy, emitting a long blue light.

"It's perfect with acacia aging!"

After a full meal, although there were flaws, Xiang Yan was still very satisfied, and collapsed on a piece of green and white jade, comfortable and comfortable, allowing the flesh and bones of the whole body to absorb to the fullest.

Then, he ran the secret mental method of the Xiang clan every day to guide the mutual transformation of qi and blood and essence, and dredge the muscles and bones.

Not long after the breakthrough, only a pot of fish soup was put into the stomach, and after a few temperings, there was something strange in the body.

Not long after, the Taiyi Lingque Sword in the sea of blood suddenly burst into light, and the glow was infinite.

Suddenly, Xiang Yan was covered in starlight, like the brilliance of the gods, and every flesh and blood was blazing, spitting thin.

The blood all over the body overflowed, turning into wisps of divine qi, purifying turbidity and smelting the flesh.

At the same time, there was a rumbling sound of the avenue, as if the guardian god had descended, chanting and offering sacrifices for Xiang Yan and praying to the heavens.

"Taiyi Lingque Sword is also a great weapon for refining medicine? Xiang Yan became more and more surprised, the performance of the Spirit Sword seemed to be a humane holy soldier, mysterious and extraordinary.

The Lingque Sword is so miraculous, I don't know what kind of shocking power the bronze ancient hall of the same mother and robe will have, Xiang Yan didn't dare to imagine.

At this time, the brilliance of his body became more and more dazzling, and the dots of starlight were intertwined into pieces, turning into thin body protective qi, gold lines flowing, and even shallow moral inscriptions appeared, coexisting with flesh and blood.

The essence of the spirit fish was concentrated and quenched into a few strands of golden droplets, boiling and flowing in Xiang Yan's body, impacting the blocked veins and bones, and cleansing away the unfinished lead.

Under the skin and flesh, the sharp pain of the tears was fierce and crazy, Xiang Yanpan sat still, not even a trace of muffled hum, and Ren Taiyi Lingque Sword led the essence to quench the blood and forge the bones.

The terrifying Flesh Grinding Bone Splitting Death was over, the medicinal essence of the golden spirit fish was absorbed, and Xiang Yan felt that even his internal organs were wrapped in a faint golden luster.

Moreover, in addition to the two veins of Ren Du, there are several more Lingquan Yuanbo, densely spread all over the body, under the traction of the Lingque Sword Xiaguang, countless new acupoints began to open and close, and there was a tendency to swallow and erupt, which was actually a harbinger of the eight veins penetrating.

"It's still a fire!"

Xiang Yan slowly woke up, although the coming force was fierce, the spirit essence of the golden spirit fish was not enough for him to break through in order to complete a new round of physical transformation.

However, the Taiyi Lingque Sword is not simple, and the essence of the spirit fish is smelted by it without any waste, and then nourishes the flesh and bones.

Xiang Yan wandered around the valley, trying how strong his physical body was, but found that his strength had not increased, but he really felt the change in his physique.

Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly saw a fire in the depths of the valley, and immediately his expression tightened, and he cautiously leaned over there.

After careful calculation, Xiang Yan wandered outside the mountains for several months, but there were not many opportunities to meet strangers, but every time it was accompanied by danger and accidents.

This time, who will you meet?

Xiang Yan approached slowly, his five senses and six senses were keen, and he could see the other party's situation clearly from a long distance.

A few young people are sitting around, and you and I are talking non-stop, and they seem to be in a good mood.

Outside, there were some strange entourages in a large circle, all chained, and with wooden expressions, empty eyes, and extremely pale faces, and several people were full of slaughter, but the blood stains had long since solidified and turned black.

There are even a few of them with terrible arrows and swords, and they are at the fatal point.

"Is this a towed corpse?"

Xiang Yan was surprised, but he didn't stop, he approached lightly and cautiously until he could hear the other party's whispered conversation.

"Brother Hao has finally succeeded in stepping into the inner sect, and he is the choice of the three realms of heaven, earth and man, in time, he will definitely become the core disciple of the sect, invincible at the same age!"

"Brother Hao is not here, don't pat yourself on the back!" someone unceremoniously poured a basin of cold water.

"Bolin!"

Xiang Yan secretly exclaimed, according to his breath, he was sure that the person who spoke was the cowardly bag a few days ago, but at this time it had changed a lot, and he was a little more calm and courageous.

"Dude, you can't say that! You have been with Brother Hao for so long, what is his strength, am I bragging, you know better than anyone. The man from before got up and was very upset.

"What if he is strong, the Jiang family and the Bai family are even stronger, but they only care about themselves, regardless of their brothers and sisters, causing the same sect of Cangguo to be squeezed by the scattered cultivators in the mountains outside the sect, and bullied by the guys of the Wind Country and the Ice Country in the sect, and even the cowards of the Sand Country dare to ride on our heads!"

Bolin was also very unhappy, and seemed to be still worried about the seizure of the psychic magic weapon that day.

"Jiang Yu and Bai three clans, the older generation is selfish and self-interested, and the younger generation is domineering and unreasonable at night, charging forward and behind the saddle for them, and they can't even catch the soup...... someone spoke, complaining for Bolin.

"Speaking of which, the strength is still not enough! This time in the mountains and forests, the sect offered a reward for collecting dead bodies, if we can seize the opportunity to slaughter a few more villages and towns, and capture the people of Hefeng Valley, maybe we will no longer have to look at people's faces. ”