"Xiaole, don't talk nonsense, how can a man use the word defilement!"

Zhou Zhe was even more annoyed by An Xiaole's shouting, and he really wanted to kick him out.

"You don't know, there are many people in the demon clan who have the same interests!" An Xiaole stared at Zhou Zhe's chest more carefully, as if to confirm whether it was tainted.

"With or without pants, get me a set. Zhou Zhe hurriedly clasped his hands on his chest to cover the exposed area.

"How can you wear my clothes and pants, why don't I go back to Jinyang Town and buy you two sets?"

An Xiaole was still staring at Zhou Zhe's chest, but after being covered, he couldn't study it anymore, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Go buy it, buy some more spirit wine. Zhou Zhe waved his hand at An Xiaole, who was a thief, like a fly, and then walked towards the hillside.

"Don't go far, I'll be back soon!" An Xiaole shouted at Zhou Zhe's back, and immediately rushed towards Jinyang Town.

Zhou Zhe walked to the place where An Xiaole had recovered his mana and sat down, immediately ran the Saint Yuan Technique, and began to study his Stacking Wave Fist.

When Zhou Zhe adjusted the running rhythm of the Saint Yuan Jue to the frequency of the vibration of the Saint Yuan Force, the Saint Yuan Force did not begin to oscillate.

Zhou Zhe adjusted several times, and finally determined one thing, if he was not attacked, the Saint Yuan Force would not be shocked.

When the battle was in full swing, how could the enemy give him time to adjust the rhythm of the Saint Yuan Jue's operation.

It was also a coincidence to fight against the strong men of the Demon Race and the Great Han of the Protoss, if the two of them attacked more violently, Zhou Zhe would not have a chance at all.

Could it be that he just gave up? Such a powerful ability could not be displayed, how could Zhou Zhe be willing.

The spring sun is very bright, although there is still the cold of winter, Zhou Zhe sits on the hillside and looks at the sun climbing higher and higher.

It would be nice if you could predict the enemy's strength, and you could adjust the rhythm of the Saint Yuan Jue's operation.

But that requires a strong perception, which is not something that Zhou Zhe can do now.

Moreover, if his perception was strong enough to that extent, he might no longer need to shock the Saint Yuan Force and cast the Stacking Wave Fist.

Give yourself a punch first when you fight? A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his head, and Zhou Zhe suddenly became excited.

Punch yourself first to make the Saint Yuan Force vibrate, and then adjust the rhythm of the Saint Yuan Jue according to the enemy's strength.

You can't just beat yourself up, right?

The greater the force of the body being attacked, the stronger the vibration of the Saint Yuan force, and the more powerful the stacking wave fist will be.

Zhou Zhe clenched his right fist and looked at it in the sun for a long time, he was a little skeptical that the Holy Ancestor who created the Saint Yuan Space had a masochistic tendency.

Punching yourself is better than losing your life, Zhou Zhe made up his mind and smashed his left shoulder with a fierce punch.

The Saint Yuan Force in the whole body immediately shook, but the amplitude was a little small, but it was finally successful.

It seems that the shock of the Saint Yuan Force does not matter who beats him, as long as his body is beaten, it will shake.

"Zhou Zhe, are you sick?!"

Zhou Zhezheng beat himself over and over again, to familiarize himself with how to adjust the rhythm of the Saint Yuan Jue faster to adapt to the frequency of the vibration of the Saint Yuan Force.

I don't know when An Xiaole returned, so he suddenly asked in his ear with great worry.

"You're sick!" Zhou Zhe had just adjusted the running rhythm of the Shengyuan Jue, but was disrupted by An Xiaole's question, and suddenly said angrily.

"Why do you beat yourself hard over and over again when you're not sick?!" An Xiaole was very aggrieved, how could he care about it.

"Where's the clothes and pants?" Zhou Zhe hurriedly diverted the topic, this matter couldn't be explained clearly for a while, and he would talk about it slowly later.

An Xiaole bought four sets of white coarse cloth clothes and pants for Zhou Zhe, because Zhou Zhe likes to wear coarse cloth and doesn't like silk and satin.

The two of them found the cave that the silver-robed middle-aged man said was located halfway up the mountainside, and scraped away the aged Yuehua Spirit Wine inside.

An Xiaole also wanted to go to the moon sea on the top of the mountain to see, but was dissuaded by Zhou Zhe, he had already gained the benefits of others, so he didn't want to cause trouble for others.

"Zhou Zhe, did you really beat those two guys away?"

The cave meandered down the mountain, and after getting so much aged Yuehua Spirit wine, An Xiaole was in a good mood, and he talked a lot along the way.

"That's still fake, the two of them are not so kind to go by themselves!" Zhou Zhe was very dissatisfied with An Xiaole's distrust.

"How did you offend those two guys?"

"As soon as that strong man of the demon clan saw me, he asked me for the elixir, and I lied to him and said that he was robbed by a big man of the god clan!"

"Wow, you've studied witchcraft, and it's so effective to say anything?!"

"Don't you see that these two guys are the same tendon?"

"Why did you let the two of them go together?"

"I didn't expect to beat them and win in chaos!"

"Zhou Zhe, why did you beat yourself just now?"

"Practice. ”

"Is it the practice of refining the body? Hurry up and teach me!"

"That's right!" When he was about to walk out of the cave, Zhou Zhe was finally excited by An Xiaole's question, why did he beat himself if he didn't need a ready-made An Xiaole.

"What are you going to do?!" Zhou Zhe stared at himself with bright eyes, especially in the dark cave, An Xiaole suddenly hugged his chest vigilantly.

"Hehe, practice!" Zhou Zhe laughed evilly, and strode towards the outside of the cave with his head held high.

The exit of the cave was in the grove on the other side of Yuehua Mountain, and Zhou Zhe immediately let An Xiaole attack him.

"You haven't beaten yourself enough, and you still want me to beat you?!" An Xiaole finally affirmed that Zhou Zhe was really sick this time.

"Hurry up, I'm practicing!" Zhou Zhe immediately urged, closed his eyes, and sat down on his horse to pull away.

An Xiaole stepped forward suspiciously, raised his right fist and lightly fluttered on Zhou Zhe's left shoulder.

The force was a little small, and the Shengyuan force didn't fluctuate much at all, but An Xiaole was still staggered by the rebound.

"Attack me hard!" Zhou Zhe opened his eyes and glared at An Xiaole fiercely, why is this guy so unserious.

An Xiaole knew that Zhou Zhe's body was stronger than his own, so he didn't care about the stumbling just now, thinking that it was a normal reaction after punching.

An Xiaole is a sincere person, and it is very enjoyable to beat people, An Xiaole rarely has this treatment, besides, it is a brother who begs for himself, so what is polite!

Standing in front of Zhou Zhe, An Xiaole sat on his horse with a heavy waist, and the strength of his whole body condensed to his right fist and slammed on Zhou Zhe's left shoulder.

There was a "bump", followed by a scream of "ah", Zhou Zhe, who was beaten, was not good, An Xiaole smashed on a small tree in the distance.

"You're hurting me!" An Xiaole grinned and got up, ignoring the dust on his body, and pointed at Zhou Zhe, who was adjusting the rhythm of the Shengyuan Jue, and roared.

"Xiaole, this is also good for you. Zhou Zhe stopped for a moment and walked over to explain briefly to An Xiaole.

"Really?!" An Xiaole glanced at Zhou Zhe, who had a serious face, suspiciously, and immediately checked his body.

An Xiaole did not use mana, but the power of the dantian, although it consumed a lot, after the rebound of the Shengyuan force, it also integrated into the body a lot.

This is a good thing that cannot be sought, the immortal clan's body is weak, and the power in the dantian is rarely integrated into the body when cultivating.

Just punching Zhou Zhe is equivalent to An Xiaole's penance for several days, and he has always been envious that Zhou Zhe is stronger than himself.

"Come on, I'm out of the way!" An Xiaole held back the pain all over his body, gritted his teeth and practiced with Zhou Zhe.

When others attack themselves, they can concentrate on mastering the frequency of shocks more than beating themselves, not to mention that Zhou Zhe also has to run the Saint Yuan Jue.

The two practiced in the grove all day, and An Xiaole finally got tired and lay down, saying that he wanted Zhou Zhe to roast a wild boar for him.

Zhou Zhe failed to catch the wild boar, but caught two fat rabbits, but Zhou Zhe only ate one rabbit leg, and the rest all went into An Xiaole's stomach.

Full of wine and food, An Xiaole fell asleep, Zhou Zhe continued to practice his Saint Yuan Technique, and he was already able to adapt to the shock of the Saint Yuan Force faster.

The grove was quiet, there were hardly any large beasts, and not a single person was to be seen.

Zhou Zhe practiced all night, An Xiaole slept all night, if Zhou Zhe hadn't woken him up when the sun was about to come out, I don't know how long he would have to sleep.

"Can you take a day off and practice again?" An Xiaole yawned while stretching his waist and discussing with Zhou Zhe.

"It's time for us to go. Zhou Zhe threw An Xiaole a few freshly picked wild fruits, raised his legs and walked in the direction away from Yuehua Mountain.

"Where are you going? I don't even have meat in the morning, so I eat a few broken fruits!" An Xiaole hurriedly caught up from behind, complaining incessantly.

"These wild fruits are good things, eating a few is better than spitting in the morning, and I want to eat meat in the morning!"

Zhou Zhe took a bite of the wild fruit like an apricot, ignored An Xiaole, and continued to walk outside the grove.

"Hehe, don't you have no meat!"

An Xiaole also took a bite of the wild fruit, and it tasted good, but he still took out a few pills from the storage bag and threw them into his mouth, but he didn't forget Zhou Zhe.

"What kind of elixir is this?" Zhou Zhe picked up one, it was black, and the surface was still pitted, just like a lump of soil.

"The Bigu Pill I refined, how can I be full just by eating wild fruits!" An Xiaole continued to knock the pill on the wild fruits.

"Keep it for yourself and eat it slowly!" Zhou Zhe raised his hand and threw the lump back to An Xiaole, he didn't dare to eat the pill refined by An Xiaole indiscriminately.

Zhou Zhe was anxious to find a Warcraft battle, he walked a little fast, and with his new ability, he was no longer afraid of Demon Beasts.

The most in the mountains and forests of the Holy Source Star are wild beasts, and then there are wild people living in groups, and the fewer demonic beasts and demon beasts are generally in the depths of the mountains and forests.

Spirit beasts, divine beasts and immortal beasts are very rare, and soul beasts are almost extinct, and Zhou Zhe has never encountered these three beasts.

An Xiaole was worried about the roasted wild boar, Zhou Zhe carefully sensed the surrounding movements, and he only stared at the appearance of the wild boar.

Zhou Zhe knew that in the mountains and forests near Jinyang Town, the best food was the golden-horned black sheep, but it was too rare.

Maybe it's the luck that An Xiaole brought to Zhou Zhe, foodies are generally very lucky, and when it was close to noon, Zhou Zhe found a golden-horned black sheep.

And it is also a golden-horned black sheep that has just become an adult, this is the time when the meat is the most tender, Zhou Zhe immediately grabbed An Xiaole, who was bumping around, and put the index finger of his right hand on his mouth.

The golden-horned black sheep is the most astute, and at the slightest disturbance, it will flee immediately, and Zhou Zhe must get close to a certain distance.

The golden horn black sheep's favorite food is the golden thread grass, the emerald green grass has a golden thread on the blade, and the golden horns on the head of the golden horn will be sharper after the golden horn black sheep eats it.