Chapter 12: Return to Bloodblade Mountain
"Where are we going?" Yao Yunfeng looked at Yao Chen, "What are Ah Chen's plans?" 16-year-old Yao Chen unknowingly became the core of the entire family. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"I think we'll go live in seclusion on the outskirts of Bloodblade Mountain for a while. Yao Chen said according to his own cultivation experience, "Brother has advanced, which means that the gold leaf exercise with the earth pulp fluid is indeed effective, and the Blood Blade Mountain is sparsely populated, so it can temporarily avoid the harassment of Zhou Ba, and second, if you want to advance, you still need to constantly fight and sharpen, and there are many brute beasts on the periphery of the Blood Blade Mountain, which can be used to practice." ”
"Ah Chen's arrangement is very good. Yao Ming nodded, now that he has become a Black Iron Level Spirit Warrior, it is the time when he needs to sharpen and improve.
Zong Zhan and Ye Zhixin had no objections.
"Okay, let's go to the Blood Blade Mountain!" Yao Yunfeng said in a high spirit, "Lao Zong and I may be able to advance in the Blood Blade Mountain!"
"I'm going to take out the earth pulp from my house. Yao Chen said, "You go first, and we'll meet outside the Dusk Canyon." ”
To fetch the remaining earth marrow fluid from the tavern, Yao Chen was naturally the most suitable, and no one could track a powerful spiritual person with super perception detection.
Four days after Yao Chen and the others left Fenggu City, Sanxi City guarded the mansion.
Zhou Ba looked at Zhao Wuji's corpse, his forehead was beating, and the scene was dull and depressed.
"Bastard!" Zhou Ba slapped the table in front of him and smashed it!
Under the hall, the commanders and guards were silent.
Zhou Ba had to be furious. He had only left Sanxi City for a few days and went to the county town to contact the killer, only to get the news of Zhao Wuji's death when he returned. You must know that Zhao Wuji is a bronze spirit warrior, and he is his right-hand man of Zhou Ba. Now Zhou Ba's high-end combat power here, Zhou Tai broke an arm, his combat power was greatly reduced, Zhao Wuji died, and his Zhou Ba's strength was directly reduced by more than half!
The city guard of the empire dominates the side, although it is restrained by the empire, but at the same time it has the huge benefits brought by power, the position of the city guard is not immutable, if the local high-level knows Zhou Ba's current embarrassment, it is very likely that there will be a new strong man to take over Zhou Ba's position as the city guard.
There are still many strong people who have the strength to join the imperial regime and do not have a real position. In the past, there were three bronze-level spirits in Sanxi City, and Zhou Ba's position as the city guard was quite stable, but now it is shaky.
"Can't delay any longer!" Zhou Ba was a little frightened, feeling that every day that passed, Yao Chen's strength would increase a little more, "That Yao Chen was able to kill Zhao Wuji, even if I made a move, it would be in vain, I hope that the person invited this time can kill that kid!"
"They left the city of Harvest Valley and did not know where they went. This time, I can't provide Yao Chen's exact whereabouts, and it seems that this fee will be greatly increased. Zhou Ba gritted his teeth, "But even if the family goes bankrupt, I will kill him!"
The stronger Yao Chen is, the more frightened Zhou Ba is, and Yao Chen must be eliminated as soon as possible so that Zhou Ba can feel at ease.
Bloodblade Tavern.
Outside the tavern, the bodies of the four remaining guards of Sanxi City were motionless.
Yao Chen originally didn't want to kill those ordinary spirit warriors, but this time he did!
Yao Chen looked at the dilapidated tavern that had been ruined by these people, and felt sad. This is the place where he grew up, it is his own home, and every corner is imprinted with his own memories, but now it is tossed beyond recognition! Yao Chen looked at the sign of the tavern, the emblem of the sword and axe was still there, and recalled what his father said when he pointed to the signboard, which was also what his grandfather had said to his father.
"If I could, I would like the Bloodblade Tavern to become a Black Iron Tavern. ”
"When the time comes, this emblem will be black, the black of steel!"
Yao Chen stood up, took off the signboard, and carried it on his shoulder.
"Black Iron Grade Tavern?" Yao Chen smiled lightly, "In the future, the Blood Blade Tavern will not be as simple as the Black Iron Grade!"
After taking the earth pulp and the tavern signboard, Yao Chen rode away, leaving the place where he grew up.
Perhaps, when everyone grows up, they will leave, leave their childhood memories, and pursue a new world.
On the periphery of Bloody Blade Mountain, near the mouth of the valley of the Dusk Canyon.
"More than thirty miles from here, I found a small valley where I had lived for two months. Yao Chen, Yao Yunfeng and the others turned around and led them to the place where they once lived, "It's relatively remote there, there are no large brute beasts, it's very suitable for settling down." ”
"Fifty miles east from that valley, there is a mountain range, I call it Rhino Ridge, and there are many brute beasts in it, which can be used as objects of cultivation. Yao Chen said, "And there are very few adventurers there." ”
Rhino Ridge is a place where Yao Chen's own brute beasts are more concentrated, and the brute beasts there range from level 7 to level 9 beyond the spirit master, but there are no demon beasts, and they are very safe for Yao Yunfeng's cultivation.
"As for my brother, I need to find some demon beasts to fight and sharpen," Yao Chen looked at Yao Ming and said, "To the west of Rhino Ridge, there are about a hundred miles, and I remember that there are several demon beasts, all of which are comparable to the existence of the early stage of the black iron level, which can be used to practice swords." ”
Yao Chen had been cultivating in the Blood Blade Mountain for a year, and he was already very familiar with this area. Ordinary adventurers don't dare to run around, even adventurers who have come to the Blood Blade Mountain many times, their understanding of the area around the Dusk Canyon of the Blood Blade Mountain is far inferior to Yao Chen, Yao Chen has been wandering here for a year without any scruples, and he almost went deep into the inner circle of the Blood Blade Mountain.
Spiritual warriors of different strengths have different levels of understanding of Blood Blade Mountain.
Soon, several people rode horses to the small valley that Yao Chen said, and there was a tree house in it, which was built by Yao Chen.
"Not bad!" Yao Yunfeng looked at the surroundings and nodded, "If we expand the treehouse, we will be able to live in it." ”
"Hang this up again. Yao Chen took out the signboard of the Blood Blade Tavern and handed it to Yao Yunfeng, "Even if the tavern is temporarily closed, the signboard is still there." ”
"That's right!" Yao Yunfeng rubbed the pineapple signboard, with mixed feelings, and said in a deep voice, "The Blood Blade Tavern won't be closed like this!"
That night, inside the treehouse.
"Dad, Mom, Zongbo, I want to go to the Dusk Canyon. Yao Chen said to the others.
"Go to the canyon?" Yao Ming guessed Yao Chen's thoughts, "Are you going to explore that underground city!"
"That's right!" Yao Chen nodded, "That city is full of undead, it shouldn't be easy. With my current strength, I should be able to go there and have a look. Rest assured, if there is danger, I will not break in. ”
An underground city of death!
Yao Chen also knew a lot of things about cultivation from the miscellaneous records of cultivation, and knew that the appearance of the undead was generally not simple, either created by a strange natural environment or artificial. At present, there should be no one else who knows that there is a city of the undead, after all, there are so many underground forks, it is too complicated, Yao Chen and Yao Yunfeng also found that city by mistake.
Even if a strong person has come to explore, or really found that city, there is no loss in going and seeing it for himself, not to mention, maybe he can still find the earth marrow fluid.
"Well, Ah Chen, your current strength has far surpassed ours, and your path can only be grasped by yourself now. Yao Yunfeng muttered and said, "Remember, don't be too impulsive in everything, and leave yourself a glimmer of life." ”
"Got it, Dad. Yao Chen nodded.
Zong Zhan patted Yao Chen on the shoulder, Ye Zhixin was a little worried, but he didn't say anything. Yao Chen comforted his mother a few words, and then explained to his brother some things to pay attention to the safety of his family. Now that Yao Ming, a black iron-level spiritual warrior, Yao Chen is also much more relieved. There is enough earth marrow fluid, Yao Chen carefully explained to Yao Ming the cultivation method of the black iron battle body, even if Yao Ming can't cultivate the black iron battle body, but it is very easy to strengthen his physique and make his strength stronger.
Yao Chen trained himself into a black iron battle body, it was because of the help of the battle soul, and his physique was magically transformed when the battle soul was born, and the speed and amount of absorbing the earth marrow fluid were unimaginable to ordinary people, so he had only trained into a black iron battle body in just one year.
The next morning, the autumn morning breeze was already a little cool. Yao Chen took a pot of earth pulp and a few empty pots, rode out of the valley, and headed towards the Dusk Canyon.
"Opportunities are reserved for those who dare to make a move. There was firmness in Yao Chen's eyes, "Although it is dangerous there, it is where the opportunity lies." At present, we are safe for the time being, but if Zhou Ba really invites a silver-level spirit from there, I can't resist it at all!"
"Gotta get stronger!"
"Dungeon, it should be my turning point!"
Inside the canyon at dusk.
"Lao Mao, hold on!"
A team of adventurers is facing an attack by an iron-backed bear. The iron-backed violent bear is also an extremely powerful existence among brute beasts, with great strength, and the average level 9 spirit warrior can fan away with a slap!
Standing in front of the storm bear now was a strong man more than two meters tall, with a red beard on his face, brown skin, a bare upper body, muscular, and a fine iron shield in both hands, resisting the palm blow of the iron-backed bear in both hands.
Behind the strong man, there were four companions, one of whom was a middle-aged man who had lost his combat effectiveness and fell to the ground, and the other three were all attacking the violent bear with bows and arrows, and no one dared to fight in close combat.
"Our attack won't do much damage to it!" a short-haired man said loudly, "Captain, what should I do?"
"How did we come across such a thing!" a slender woman in leather armor kept shooting her bow and arrows, but the bow and arrow only caused flesh wounds on the iron-backed bear's body, and the bear's skin was rough and thick, and this level of damage didn't matter at all.
"Find a high ground and take advantage of the terrain to defend, this storm bear will not attack for a long time, the storm bear has poor patience and will leave on its own. A half-hundred-year-old man, who was obviously the captain, ordered, "Old Mao, move slowly!"
"Bang!"
The iron-backed violent bear slapped again, hitting the shield of the strong man who was more than two meters high, the strong man gritted his teeth and held on, his arm was sore, and the whole person was shocked back a few steps by the powerful force.
"I ...... It may not last long!" The strong man known as Lao Mao Dao, he was gifted and powerful, and he held this iron-backed violent bear for half an hour with his fine iron shield, and now it is also the end of the strong crossbow.
"Roar!!"
The iron-backed bear roared and slapped himself in the chest.
"Not good!" said the old captain, "this beast is going crazy!"
The iron-backed bear couldn't attack for a long time, his patience ran out, and he became angry.
"You guys get out!!"
The strong man Lao Mao gritted his teeth, stimulated the last spiritual power in his body, and suddenly raised his shield and rushed towards the violent bear!
"Lao Mao!!"
The rest of the squad exclaimed, and the old captain turned around in grief, picked up his incapacitated companion, and ordered, "Let me go!"
If you don't leave, you will die!
"Roar!"
The iron-backed violent bear was furious, and his strength was stronger, and the strong man Lao Mao only blocked it twice, and the iron shield was shaken away, and the blood on Lao Mao's arm flowed, and his whole arm was almost numb.
"Hey, I was killed by this beast......" Lao Mao closed his eyes, he was too tired.
"Roar!"
The Ironback Bear roared again, followed by a dull sound, and then there was silence.
"Huh?" Lao Mao opened his eyes, there was a smell of blood in his nose, and he slowly touched his chest, not injured, and then looked at it, Lao Mao was suddenly shocked, the terrifying iron-backed violent bear was broken into two, and the internal organs and blood flowed all over the ground!
Lao Mao hurriedly looked around, only to see a black figure that had drifted away and disappeared behind the boulder shrubs. Lao Mao's feet were weak, he knelt down, his hands propped up on the ground, and his heart was full of luck for the rest of his life.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Lao Mao repeated mechanically, although he didn't know who saved him, but he was able to easily cut off the rough and thick violent bear, and he was definitely a title-level spiritual warrior!
"Lao Mao, Lao Mao!" The half-hundred-year-old man naturally saw the whole process, and was surprised to take the team members back again.