Chapter 143 Where is Yunyang

Time is like water, and it takes ten days in a flash.

Yun Yangpan sat in this small room, and did not take half a step out of this special small room.

When you are hungry, you eat the refined elixir.

Yunyang broke through the legendary ninefold, and the amount of food was amazing. Yun Yang calculated that the energy contained in each pill was equivalent to the sum of the energy of five cows.

If it weren't for these pills, it would be really difficult for him to carry out any kind of cultivation. Think about it, eating five cows a day is a big project just to eat.

What's more, how many impurities there are in the five cows.

This is like this, every day is spent in this eating, drinking, and Lazar, I'm afraid it's still tense.

These impurities will make your body gradually weaker.

"Those who eat vegetarians are despised, those who eat meat are smart, those who eat pills live long, and those who eat gas are gods. The level of a monk's attainment is often determined by what the person eats. "Master Shen Tian's teachings, it turned out that Yunyang didn't think so.

Now I know that this is indeed the case.

Otherwise, why would there be so many dozens of characters in the vast Black Mountain tribe of 100,000 miles.

It's not that there is a problem with these people's brute skills, but that they don't have so many pills to back it up.

Think about it, why is the Black Mountain tribe dominant, with more than twenty barbarian spirit realm powerhouses, and the rest of the tribes only two or three, and it is difficult for small tribes to produce even one barbarian spirit realm powerhouse.

This is because small tribes are on the bottom line of life, and it is difficult to maintain their own lives, even if you have amazing natural resources and do not have strong financial resources as a backing, in the end, they will become empty, and everyone is just empty.

If he hadn't met Master Shen Tian and had his elixir ** guidance as a backing, he would have died in the ravine a long time ago, and he wouldn't even have any bones.

Where will there be the possibility of his grandfather breaking through the barbarian spirit realm.

The master said that it is the Immortal Dao Sect, and those characters in the Barbarian Spirit Realm must also open up mountains and forests, rely on manpower, plant medicines, and manage them carefully. Even, go out to travel, go deep into the 100,000 mountains, pick elixirs, hunt demonic beasts, and use them to refine all kinds of pills.

Therefore, even if it is those big sects, there will not be many powerhouses in the Barbarian Spirit Realm.

The barbarian spirit realm of these medium-sized tribes will generally stop in the barbarian spirit realm, not because they are not talented enough, but because they don't have so many resources to pile up. Every growth of the Barbarian Spirit Realm is a confrontation between heaven and earth treasures.

Therefore, every heavy gap is the difference between heaven and earth.

The reason why large tribes have two and three powerhouses in the Barbarian Spirit Realm is due to the support of the big sects.

Therefore, the road of barbarian cultivation is definitely a road of piling up the treasures of heaven and earth, walking according to this path, planting medicinal materials, picking medicinal materials, refining medicinal materials, and taking pills, many monks spend all their lives on this.

This has led to the fact that one out of ten thousand people may step into the Barbarian Spirit Realm, and one person in the Ten Thousand Barbarian Spirit Realm may step into such a terrifying situation as the Barbarian Heaven Realm.

The path of cultivation is difficult and dangerous, and as a monk, you have to ask your heart in everything.

The path of cultivation is originally a path to act against the heavens and take your life from the heavens. On this road, there is no room for slackness, only by overcoming thorns and thorns, moving forward bravely, fearlessly, never retreating, only by smiling at the sky, looking down on the crowd, seeking the true self, and gaining the heart, only by killing the demons, eliminating doubts, seizing luck, and earning the life, can we move forward step by step.

The barbarian, at all, is still a mortal, without the slightest peculiarity.

The most important thing for a barbarian is to temper his body, and only by tempering his body to the extreme can he lay a solid foundation for the future. Like his grandfather, he relied on the pill to push him to the Barbarian Spirit Realm, and he stopped in this Barbarian Spirit Realm, and it was difficult to make an inch.

The barbarian spirit realm is a kind of change in the extreme strength of the body, the development of the brain to the extreme, and the transcendent sainthood.

Think about it, the brain usually has to absorb 80% of the nutrients in the body.

What kind of energy support is needed for the brain to break through the gate of heaven and transcend the saints? What kind of body structure is required for this.

Yun Yang also suddenly understood why he had cultivated the "Barbarian God Cultivation Technique" and "Cultivation Divine Technique", but he always felt that he was still in the middle of a layer of fog. It's because my body can't support such a divine cultivation decision.

After some speculation and speculation, Yunyang returned to his roots, groped out, and found the true path from the Barbarian Pattern Realm to the Barbarian Spirit Realm, and found out the way forward.

Su Yuedong rises to shine in the world, splitting the side door and the moonlight.

Yun Yang felt that there was a change quietly in the middle of his body, yes, all the changes in his fate and luck came from his own thinking. What "life" is, it is a combination of "password".

When the command to change oneself is actually given from the mouth, the essence of life is transformed.

Yun Yang sat in the small room, holding the Nine Songs Wind Spirit Pill and the Eternal Blue Spirit Electric Bead in both hands, looking at his nose, nose and mouth, and asking his heart, and began his own cultivation.

The moon hangs high in the sky, like a round jade disk, and the bright moonlight shines on this piece of heaven and earth like a white frost and snow.

Bang bang, there was a knock on the door of the Tianshan Garrison. This knock on the door seemed to have some kind of magical power, it didn't sound loud at all, but every time it seemed to knock on the hearts of everyone in the Tianshan tribe station.

The dozens of people in the station all danced with the sound of this person's knock on the door, even the patriarch Li Ting was no exception.

The gatekeeper opened the gate of the station and saw a young man wearing a gray Taoist robe and a fairy wind and bones standing outside the door.

Li Ting had also arrived at the gate, and he looked at the young man in Taoist robes in front of the door in shock.

This is who has been sitting next to the patriarch of the Black Mountain tribe and the king for nine days.

Although he didn't know the identity of this person, from the respectful words and deeds of the king of the Black Mountain tribe to him, this person was definitely not an ordinary person. Now standing in front of Li Ting, like a pool of autumn water, like a mountain peak, I can't see through what kind of cultivation he is.

"Hehe, I came to disturb me at night, and I hope that Patriarch Li will not be surprised. The words of the person who came were filled with comfort that soaked the soul.

"Where, where, the distinguished guest has come, making my little courtyard flourish, please please. Li Ting also said with a smile.

When I arrived in the house, the red pillar was feverish, and the light in the house was full of light.

After the guest and host sat down, the guest asked with a smile: "You Tianshan tribe, is there a person named Yunyang?"

Li Ting observed his words, and when he saw this person talking about Yunyang, the corners of his eyes were raised, and there was a hint of joy on his face, and he hurriedly smiled and said: "Yes, Yunyang is the most outstanding barbarian of my Tianshan tribe. ”

"Isn't he going to be here for the big game? Why don't you see him? ”

"Oh, that's the ......," Li Ting hesitated slightly.

The person who came smiled faintly: "But it doesn't hurt to say, if there is anything, I will carry it for you." ”

"Yunyang came here the day before the game. As soon as he arrived, he was found by the Shen family, the Wu family, the Chen family, the Lu family, the Zhao family, the Zhou family, and the six major families. He had a big battle with the elders of the Shen family. was taken away by the Seventh Prince Heilong, and is still in prison. ”

When the visitor heard this news, his eyebrows immediately rose.

However, it was immediately back to normal.

"It doesn't matter. As he spoke, he took out a talisman in his hand, flicked his fingers and floated in the air, and with a finger of the middle finger of his right hand, the talisman turned into a white crane, which was the size of a palm.

Flailing his wings, he flew towards the Black Mountain Palace.

"Hehe, this competition, your Tianshan can be said to be miserable. The person said with a smile.

Patriarch Li Ting's face showed a sense of pride: "Although it is very tragic to say that we barbarians, as the patriarch, I am proud of all our barbarians. ”

Yes, the six major families have joined forces to keep all the barbarians from the Tianshan tribe who participated in the competition here.

As a result, every battle is met with someone else's desperate fight.

On that day, Ji Wei weighed five knives and was bleeding, and finally kicked Liang Kuan of the Hushan tribe down from the ring. Then he lay down in the ring.

When the elder announced that Ji Weisheng of the Tianshan tribe was victorious, everyone in the Tianshan tribe was left in tears.

Patriarch Li Ting, the patriarch went to the ring and treated his injuries. Ji Wei's blood-covered face showed a smile: "Patriarch, I didn't disgrace Tianshan. ”

When Li Ting heard this, his eyes were immediately filled with tears.

Yes, Ji Wei's encouragement, Lan Ting, Zhou Feng, Wu Shan, Jiang Yue, Xiao Peng, Dong He, Wan Yang, several people are fighting hard in the ring.

Even if it's a life for a life, it's not a matter of sparing.

Especially Wan Yang, and the opponent was stabbed with a sword.

Now Wan Yang is still unconscious.

Although it is said that all these people are recuperating in the room and are basically unable to move, Lan Ting has killed the top thirty-six, Wu Shan has killed sixty, and Zhou Feng is eighty-seven.

It has become the most outstanding year for the Tianshan tribe.

Thinking about the hard work of these people in the ring, it makes people's blood boil.

"That Lan Ting, I'll give you a place to report to the Wind Barbarian Sect. Saying that, a cyan jade plaque flew in front of Li Ting with a flashing light.

Li Ting took over this cyan brand that shimmered with light, and saw that this cyan brand was not gold or silver, but a brand formed by the condensation of the wind element through spiritual power, and there was a circle of runes on it, with the words in the middle:

Fan Xuewei, a disciple of the outer sect of the Fengman Sect, wrote ten quaint handwritings, and there was a faint brilliance flashing.

The patriarch of Montenegro, that is, the great king, was meditating on his knees, when suddenly a wave came in front of him. The space cracked, and a cyan crane appeared in front of him. The crane suddenly changed and became a gust of breeze, and several large golden characters were formed on the breeze:

Put Yunyang, fast.

"Yunyang," muttering this name, he suddenly remembered that in the morning of the day before the start of the competition, the patriarch of the Tianshan tribe asked for Yunyang to be released. At that time, the six major families had to dispose of Yunyang, and only the Qu family could protect it.

Because the tournament started, this matter was put here. Now that the immortal of the sect is going to release him, let him go. With a word from the Wind Barbarian Sect, the leader of his own tribe will be replaced.

Every true disciple of the Wind Barbarian Sect is an existence that cannot be provoked.